Prompt: Citrine Stars

Overflowing with joy,

For thousands of centuries,

Our love lights up like Citrine stars.

Ours is a love admired by royalty,

Clung to mens swords, brooches and skirts.


Hollywood lusts for us.

They consider ours as something mythical

Unattainable and boast-worthy.

When simply it is special,

Special and ours.