You must understand
that I understand your brokenness.
I know how it seems when darkness
lurks in your corners,
and how it feels when your demons
tie knots around your heart.
You don't need to bury the scars
of all the battles you've fought,
for I too have scars that have
made home under my skin.
Come closer, let's merge our universes
and shine through our cracks.
Like Persus and Andromeda,
let's be constellations.

Hold those words out
Eject them form hibernation
Toss them, set them
Let them hang in the air

Watch to see if they sparkle
           Or dart or cut or
                     Just hang
Watch to see if they lash back

Did you chew them seven times before you spoke them?
Seven and seven again before you woke them?

Heed history's dark edges
Clever words lead to high ledges
And revelry will flee
Without two glances back

So
   Hold them close up to you
      Cultivate them, flowing through you
          Hang them in the air like stars
To see if they will sparkle

My skin is speckled
With small, dainty brown spots
Formed by genetics and
Too much sun exposure, too little sunscreen over the years.

Someone once called them angel kisses,
Indications where lips can fall
And rest momentarily,
Just as the angels did to create them.

They freckle my body
Like stars plastered across the sky;
Randomly placed, no real order.
Like ornaments, they are little imperfections to decorate me.

If you'd like,
If you'd please,
Kiss them one by one,
Connecting them into constellations.

Trace your lips along the spots
To form the Big Dipper,
Libra and Orion's Belt.
Your lips become thread this way,

Weaving through these marks
To sew me up, keep me together.
Your lips created a stitch,
Making me your personal constellation.

I'll shine as bright as those stars,
Gleam and glow in the dark as you kiss the spots
Across the landscape that is me,
Your lips ignited them into constellations,

And I'd never felt so *alive.

your freckles form constellations all over your body
and i'm the astronomer
connecting each dot with my lips

3:21pm, Day 779;

I've recently found out that there are 100,000 stars in our galaxy alone. I've always been fascinated by the sheer expanse of space and I can't help but wonder if soulmates are really just two stars that will always find themselves drawn towards each other, no matter how brightly the other 99,998 stars are.

I love you,
so much its unbearable.
The way you deny your beauty
really makes me laugh.
when i look at you,
i only see the purest constellation.
bright, unorganized,
yet in my eyes
you are beautiful picture.