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Description
The brilliance of
your gaze, tiny auras
like tropical sunsets
seeped back to the sky
where it belonged.

You spoke like
arcane knowledge,
in a wanderlust tone.
Dusty pages tucked
in your vocals, inscribed with
secrets - this silence, too serene
to indulge.

For now, tell me how the stars
look like pupils, how the sky
is like an iris, and the clouds
how they blink, their mouth
the wind and how it settles
against the earth;
sings through the branches,
hums along the coastline.

so tell me about the stars –
what stories do they tell?
Have they told you
of the Sun’s
infatuation
with the Moon –
how the duo
wait to embrace,
using the tides as a measure of time
until they close their eyes,
kiss.
We call it an eclipse.
You, the way your skin
reflects back the light
they cast; your laugh,
airy and soft, oceanic -

you, are a star,
out of orbit, perhaps
too bright for the sky.

Description
The brilliance of
your gaze, tiny auras
like tropical sunsets
seeped back to the sky
where it belonged.

You spoke like
arcane knowledge,
in a wanderlust tone.
Dusty pages tucked
in your vocals, inscribed with
secrets - this silence, too serene
to indulge.

For now, tell me how the stars
look like pupils, how the sky
is like an iris, and the clouds
how they blink, their mouth
the wind and how it settles
against the earth;
sings through the branches,
hums along the coastline.

so tell me about the stars –
what stories do they tell?
Have they told you
of the Sun’s
infatuation
with the Moon –
how the duo
wait to embrace,
using the tides as a measure of time
until they close their eyes,
kiss.
We call it an eclipse.
You, the way your skin
reflects back the light
they cast; your laugh,
airy and soft, oceanic -

you, are a star,
out of orbit, perhaps
too bright for the sky.