the moons of jupiter
orbited the black holes of your eyes.

they gleamed behind closed doors
and billowing curtains.  

your hands,
marked with intricate curls
of age old stardust,
would clench
and make the comets soar.

a smile,
born of a glittering skies
and the blazing sun,
left me blinded
and all i could see
is your infinite shadow.