-the stars -the moon -the galaxy -other galaxies -the insignificance of humans -life&death -the concept of time -the possibility of other dimensions -your laugh and the way your eyes crinkle at the corner
You make me believe that I am made of stardust. That starlight is trapped behind the glossy spheres of my eyes. That there are a million galaxies in the curve of my fingertips. That a myriad of collapsing stars smatters my cheekbones and the bridge of my nose like freckles. That my mind is a complex web of constellations, of which you have memorized every star. You make me believe that I am a cosmic masterpiece, of both dark matter and light. You make me believe that I am a celestial mystery, the Last Frontier, hiding so much among Suns and black holes and eclipses, and you were the only one who dared to look up.
Thank you for making me believe in myself again :)
Mine love and I art stellar, We cometh from an open Window; through the here- After's crystalline propeller.
Mine lass is pure, she Passed from an ancient Door, one of cherubic Amour', O' almighty God; thou hast sent A rod of electrical grandeur.
Whilst the sod neath Me and Jane's feet shalt Cook to a swelter; and the Globe explodes with demonic Soul's into satanic shelter's, and Whilst humans killeth, stealeth, Driveth out; and thus plunder. Me and mine consort earl-jane Sardua-nagley, shalt be secured And endureth, the spell that the Globe's under.
I remember when I first looked at you The sky was once blue till dusk came and it was pitch black I was at a nearby shack I learned about you on a Monday since then, I waited for you everyday
As my eyes ponder upon your luminosity and at your breath taking beauty the moment of epiphany came telling me you wont forever be aflame you'll one day be a supernova and be prettier than a mariposa Then you'll slowly fade into darkness leaving me here, helpless
I wonder why must you go why must you're entirety blow Does everything that glow put on such a mesmerizing show that'll end sooner than you've ever known
You came crashing down to me as beautiful as you can be but they once told me you're already dead so now I lie in bed crying more tears than I've ever shed
:( Stars make me sad... They're all too pretty to die... and only a few actually gazes upon the sky and actually wonders where they went... Cause it's too hard to see stars at night these days because of the pollution... The air is no longer clear.... You need to go to a mountain to actually gain a full experience on admiring their beauty...