I want to study the universe,
I love it so much that it makes me happy when I think of it.
I get curious what's happening everyday.
Yes, I want to study the universe,
But I don't want to be an astronomer,
Because the universe that I want to study is Youniverse.

The starry sky had engulfed in me in its embrace, leaving my skin pickled in porcelain frost. Floating in the abyss, stars swarm to my touch. Fleeting warmth is merely inches from my fingers, your love is merely inches from my tongue, his hands are merely inches from my thighs. The sky split, separating the tainted from the unloved.

The Sky God, Boreas, he cries rivers of gold. Intertwined with the cosmos, the echo of such a deity lays aloof in the nebula. His whispers sprawl between planets, looping back around through earth and leaving me awe struck. Feeling his words lick at my skin, burn at my flesh, peel away my bones..Reminds me of the way you cried. You drowned me in salty, fresh water; leaving my skin pruned from the river.

Odd how reminiscent your love is to the tears of god. Pounding
Loudly
Through my heart,
You’ve left me dauntless
Beneath the proud, rising sun.