look! there is Orion, and Sirius,
and Ursa major, and Cassiopeia!
see how they shine!
why must your eyes meet mine so infrequently?
for I need no telescope to see the universe when you are next to me.
the whites of your eyes, two bloodshot moons, highlight the lights that eminate from your irises.
they are so beautiful.
if I could touch your eyes, hold the galaxy in my own hands, I would.
you, however, are the next best thing.
my beautiful telescope
YOU ARE READING
all i have now
Poetry[poetry] all i have now is this pen, and this paper. and all i can do, is write.
