Constellations Traced for hours In the dark of night. Stars and planets In a universe known Only to my sight. Fingers drenched in stardust From a world that Knows only my touch. Senses overstimulated By a melodic nebula That draws in my love. And I could stare daily Into the light of That hidden milky way. Stare evermore Into the wonders Of that universe That you embody Filled to infinity With those precious And forever blooming Constellations.