i dont know if you like poems

if my hands were stardust,

would you still sort through them -

find the good amongst the bad -

make constellations with the brightest stars

while i lie down and watch?

would you twist the world around your finger

like a ball on a string?

i swam through a thousand oceans just to get here,

and my limbs just need a rest.

i tuck my face against your neck.

breathe in the night sky.

i cant forget this, not when your

pulse flashes under my skin.

become something with me.

god, i dont think youd get it

so

join me in the sky, trap yourself between the earth and the moon.

you're so good.

I'm afraid I'll break you.

3.20.24