the universe broke open an
arrangement, a melody that sings
to the stars every night
and leaves us begging
lay our bodies down
and lift us up in our
nakedness.
but she,
left me bleeding
with progressive rhythm
and subtle taste of
her intergalactic lips
to die.
i heard the melody that night
for the very first time.
with my silver eyes
I stretched towards the
secluded edge of her face
stripped away some stardust
from her crimson lips
and slipped it into
my pocket,
along with a little
bit of
our lives.
who are we?
but a speck of dirt
in this universe.
believe me when
i tell you this.
breathing in the secrets
of galaxies and daydreams,
your eyes
resemble the constellations
lighting up the space.
but tonight,
you look a little
more beautiful than ever.
i don’t know
why.
aren’t we all
but a speck of dirt
in this universe?
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