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Open wide,
you’re a universe I want to explore.
I want to dance through the galaxies in your heart.
Let me swim through to the farthest constellations of your mind
I’d love to burn up in a supernova inside your eyes.
I’d die blissfully beneath your blazing skies.
You burn so bright
I’ll never live to see another dark night.
Is it true?
Could you be mine?
The memory of your touch on the earth will remain
As you glide through the Milkyway
Watching the earth circle the sun
You are part of every sunrise
You are part of every sunset

You're up there
Between the planets
Dancing on the moon
Inhaling stardust
Exhaling love
Lounging on an asteroid,
Tapping the ash off the tip of your cigarette on the galaxy's edge
Memories in constellations
That you twirl between your fingers

Our mission was together
But you decided to leave early
The suspension of your ship caught me off guard
I was too close to the flames
It burned me deeply
But I know the stars were meant for you

You're more infinite than you have ever been
Breathing easy; my fellow space cadet
I know you're okay
My wounds will heal
but the scars will remain.

You always loved my space poem, I thought I'd write one for you.
We were going to go to NASA in Houston together. I'm going to have to make that trip for both of us now.

I love you Desma, please don't be gone.
You look at me as if I have galaxies in my eyes
with planets revolving around my body
and sunshine on my breath
out of the billions of stars in the sky you are my sun

I fell for an astronaut
ready to float through the space in my mind

I inhale your words and exhale star dust
forming the galaxies for you to travel

I am your space cadet,
my major interstellar
teach me to love the cosmos as much as you do
because I still have trouble loving
the constellations you see in me
sorry this is cheesy af
never I would've thought
that I would be over you

that your fluorescence would always still shine in my eyes
no matter how much I squinted to distort your image
no matter how much I blocked it with my hands and my mind

never I would've thought
that your beam would be out-shone

until his light made you seem so dim
he has the sun in his eyes and I want to chase that horizon.
you're just a glare that makes me glare at the thought.
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