Echoes linger in my mind— The times you laughed with me. Like sand swept by the wind, Like shadows on water, too fleeting to see.
I would **** a star for a moment with you, I would conquer their planets too. But in the end, the night would be my demise, For it would end with you still not by my side.
I will now gather my broken pieces, Though they once fit perfectly with yours. But now, I can never call you mine— Not anymore.
The music in my ears echoes the ache in my soul, While my words transcribe this heartbreak. This is all I have left to show, And I write it for my own sake.
I am an astronomer and a lover— I fell for a star. But she chose the orbit of another, Leaving me to watch from afar.
Morpheus, please don’t let me dream of her, I can't wake to poetry on my pillow again. My best was never enough to offer, And my lost proclamations were in vain.
My heat is made to warm your cold skin, My body designed to fit your bed. My fingers shaped to rest in yours between My soul can't bear to see you sad.
My poetry runs down my face like rivers, And the verses spill onto the floor. My devotion can’t be hidden in slivers, And my heart longs for yours.