Meet Me Where the Stars Dance

I told him to meet me there,
Between the stream and the tree
My arm shook captiously.

Then I felt much more eager
As I went there and saw no
Sign of him whatsoever.

It was while I was peeling
An orange carefully, but
I waited and thought about
All my hunger being quelled.

Clouds froze the quickest lightning
My stomach got queasy, and
The dancing stars turned over.