honey tea, lily petals

you place the solar system in my chest

a soft emotion forms
in the dimension
between my
lungs and
heart -

i breathe quiet
through my mouth,
listening to the
blooming cosmos
that settle...
... gentle,
without
gravity.

time turns to
delicate words
whispered to
a warmth
seeping into
a secret
smile.

i might be romanticizing you.

but you've placed
a field of freshly burning
stars within my chest:

how could i
not treasure its
twisting
autumnal
sapphic
religion?

we weave
timid life into
drowsy, blinking
constellations.