Tomorrow,
I'd like to live
in the stars
and drink sky
for breakfast
lunch
and dinner.
Fill my pores with dark sparkles

The sun and I
will elope
Tomorrow
with whispered pink petals
and twinkling
eye glances

Today,
there is only
cracked earth
and calloused hands

But Tomorrow,
Tomorrow
I will gaze
upon a dry speck
receding
As infinite
plum purple horizons
extend beyond my view

clara-belle

Stars for Breakfast

Jun 6, 2026

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patrick-wakefield-1

rivulets of beauty run thus from mine i as i dip my fingers of thought into this

removed.--2082

This is just gorgeous. I love the imagery and the sentiment.

I enjoyed this.  The broken phrasing, especially in the last stanza, chopped up your lines and ideas in their own conceptual worlds -- each line seemed to have a meaning unto itself, and also tie in with every other line written.
One thing to possibly improve would be your word choices.  Words like "twinkling" seem to ring too much of cliche and although you may actually be aiming for exactly that, winking at the reader from your writer's perch as it were, your poem doesn't need something like that -- perhaps better to maintain its focus and deliver its short and sweet impact full-force.  