i think this city's
lost stars
follow your light
to find their way
back home.

flowers bloom from your
eyelashes
like they belong there.
but then i look at you,
and i think they do.

you make me laugh,
you make me glow,
you make life
seem worthwhile.

your smile is intergalactic,
and you are a radiation
destined for a rotation
that's bigger than
you could imagine.