If each person is a Universe,
then self-exploration is a
journey
visiting your own planets
that we can learn to understand
each other by.

Why would I wish on a star?
That’s so far away.

And you’re right here.

The ones that fall the hardest
dared to climb higher in the first place.

Stardust, the wind or the waves,
Whatever cliche we could
draw parallels to
wouldn’t really matter at all cause

You’re incomparable

Her eyes, by sparkling gems
glittered in the wind
and when the beat dropped
so did that bootay

Maybe I have sweet lips?
Or maybe you've never met
A guy whose first wanted to
touch you with his words,
speaking through our Souls
swapping ideas, or letting
Our personalities into the bedroom before
Our bodies.

Finding your voice
means screaming into
All the wrong places
until One day--

You hear your echo
calling your name.