Laying In a puddle
Of blankets on a lake
Eyes full of stars
Like the sky before her.
Her toes dangle and ripples
Disrupt the starry reflection
Names, places, patterns race
Through her mind, faster
Than the sped of light.
This moment stretches on forever.
Space can be infinite, but time cannot.

Sometimes she wishes for a new
Set of stars above her.
A new body, a new life
A new start
She wishes on stars that shoot
across the sky, for
A purpose.
But stars are just ***** of gas on fire
There is no magic in science.
Sometimes she forgets things on purpose.

When she dreams, she dreams in constellations
And in the color of the fires that burn
in the night sky.
She meets a boy who sees stars in her eyes
And helps her make constellations of her own,
But as is life,
He grows tired of her stars.

Lying in a puddle
Of blankets on a lake
Eyes full of tears.
The sky full of stars fall
upon her eyes
And oh, they are
Beautiful once more.