Starry eyed do

On this night... starts
a well-known song ...
a thousand stars
yes to night I saw hundreds
from where I was sitting
secluded safe somewhere.
It was a slow coming
three - four seven
and then just then
they lightened up.
I know now what it is
to be stary-eyed
and the ancient mariners
and travellers at night
went by these gps points.
The romantic person
in me says - dreamy stuff
Practical lady sighs
follow their guidance.
The in-between me screams
just don't dream - just do.