Love

What an underrated, yet

Agonizingly beautiful way to

Waste our days.

Late at night I look to the stars searching for myself –

the ethereal being that exists beyond and within

this solitary body yearning to run with her as she

bounds fearlessly across shimmering galaxies as if

they were tepid rivers lapping at her bare feet

the sky’s red scintilla

breeds the last generation of sighs

my brown eyes literally

dripping light