spaxiic

spaxiic Feb 2017

I write to remember how it feels to look at you
the moment when your eyes reach mine
Your eyes
like deep black holes that pull our galaxies closer and closer
as we slow down time..
I am victim
fallen to your beauty and time

spaxiic Feb 2017

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You are my favorite book
every word crafted
like petals of a flower
made from the dark blue ink of the ocean crashing through the night
illuminated by the light of the moon that guides your troubled mind home
your journey
captivating for all
understood by few
kept on my nightstand
through the darkest of nights

spaxiic Feb 2017

1:24 a.m.

Because there's beauty in the unspoken
like the silence of the light in your eyes
and I wonder if some day
the way we look at each other
will be heard by the stars
and maybe
just maybe
there will be music in our sky

spaxiic Feb 2017

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We are all just somewhere
in some room
listening to some music-
in our own worlds
with galaxies that don't stretch beyond our walls

— The End —