The silver lining in your eye
Weighed heavy
And beckoned me to study in moments passing by,
Swiftly passing through our days,
Until we found our way.

The hot springs, beneath us,
Gave birth to knowledge of the sky
I was lost, though, in your cinnabar eyes
And withdrew every part
To give it back, equally.

And
I demonstrated how the planets align,
And you loved the motion of my hands
As they described the distant

you fell before Venus.
She said, "take your time."
But you denied

If I had known those eyes would take me to hell, through quicksilver fields, to a sudden, winter season...

But we moved swiftly through our days
Until we found our way.