As I lay my back
Under the beautiful night sky,
I always see your face.
Your eyes like black hole,
Smile close to crescent moon.
The light face like sun.
You have eight moles, right?
Three aligned under left eye
One under your crooked nose
Above your right arching eyebrow
Another near your deep dimple
Lastly, inside your right eye.
Mercury. Venus. Earth. Mars. Jupiter.
Saturn. Neptune. Uranus. Don't forget,
Pluto is in your jaw.
I know it's funny, isn't?
That I see the universe.
Everytime I glance to you,
I want to cup and
Hold your face of galaxy.
But please, always remember this—
You're not my Milky Way
More than that, you are
My green mountain of trees,
My floating dandelion in summer,
My calming sounds of rain—
You are not just Universe,
You're my love, my Home.