Your replies and celestial events

Your replies are like a vernal equinox
Half a chance of another message
Believing this will be the onset of spring
Leading onto the warmth it will bring.

I wonder if we would ever meet
The chance of seeing you in person
And being graced by your presence
Is just like a rare celestial event.

I've taken more than the first step
I've revealed more about myself
I've gone way out of my way
I've done it for myself - you'd say.

Every night I think of you
I look into the dark sky
And in every sparkling star
I can always see you Nelishka.

And sometimes the heavens burst open
Even as you remain shut and elusive
Piercing my face - the torrential rain
Even the heavens can feel the pain.

You're replies are few and far between
Like Uranus in opposition this year
They're seen only once on our life line
So no more messages in this life of mine.