You are the night sky
and I lie here with you,
tracing over all the starlit spots on your skin.
I am an astronomer
mapping constellations
and naming them for all the reasons I love you,

Day moon,
you are unfiltered and relentless in your own rebellion,
shooting unmasked light like children playing marbles in the Summer heat,
and flirting with the sky before the sun has even kissed him goodnight.
I know what I want out of life and it is to love with the same bravery that you shine.

You navigate the waves of my emotions.
I try not to linger but my fingers ache to touch you.
I'll lie on my side and wait for your tide to rush through.
I knew the cause and effect of my makeshift beliefs.
I was bound to drown but the warrior in me prevailed.

There's a certain kind of ache in the vacant chambers of my heart, like a slow bleed foreshadowing the death of something that never really lived.
My body pleads with itself to remember what it was like before all it did was miss you.