She carried galaxies behind her eyes,
quiet constellations no one ever named,
a sky she slipped into
like a hidden pocket of night.
She orbited her own thoughts,
mapping silent constellations in the dark,
gathering small stars in her hands
and teaching them to glow in secret.
Then he wandered in,
a moon with a gentle pull,
drawing softly at her tides
until even her shadows turned toward him.
Sidewalks softened into stardust beneath her feet,
daylight learned the language of nebulae,
and every ordinary hour
began to hum with distant light.
She forgot the way back
to those hidden galaxies,
not because they disappeared,
but because the universe before her
finally burned just as bright.
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 7:35 PM UTC
She carried galaxies behind her eyes,
quiet constellations no one ever named,
a sky she slipped into
like a hidden pocket of night.
She orbited her own thoughts,
mapping silent constellations in the dark,
gathering small stars in her hands
and teaching them to glow in secret.
Then he wandered in,
a moon with a gentle pull,
drawing softly at her tides
until even her shadows turned toward him.
Sidewalks softened into stardust beneath her feet,
daylight learned the language of nebulae,
and every ordinary hour
began to hum with distant light.
She forgot the way back
to those hidden galaxies,
not because they disappeared,
but because the universe before her
finally burned just as bright.