she is of the stars

Oh the stars how they shine,
Little balls so bright,
Out leaps this heart of mine,
Lost am I in her light.

Oh her eyes like amber,
skin like milk,
Voice of an enchanter,
and hair like silk.

A goddess is she?
Would thee look my way,
A goddess she must be,
Maybe she will look my way.

Of immense beauty is she,
Beauty to good for me.