You shine,
Like the buckle of Orion’s belt,
Like the intertwined wrists of Castor and Pollux
Two soulless constellations locked within solar flare and interstellar disconnect.
I wonder if you shine because comets trail from your eyes
Or if maybe you are trying to catch the gaze of Orpheus, whose love for Eurydice is dampened by the glow of your smile
ORPHEUS: How will you remember?
EURYDICE: That I love you?
ORPHEUS: Yes
EURYDICE: That’s easy. I can’t help it.