Engulfed, I lie,

midst of night,

and to the Sky,

I ask insight.

"Oh dearest Sky,

I ask of thee,

'tis she for I,

and I for she?"

Minutes pass

with no reply.

I said, "Alas,

I love her, Sky!"

Yet so bizarre,

I gaze above,

a shooting star

soared like a dove.

"Oh dearest Sky,

I thank of thee,

'tis she for I,

and I for she!"

A/N  This is a true story and after it happened I had to come inside and I wrote this in about twenty minutes.  I hope you like it.