Stargazer

you are a painted sky,

shining, brilliant, twilight –

dusk, dawn, sunrise, sunset,

glittering on the canvas.

i whisper my secrets to your

s t a r s

because they shine the brightest,

but you are golden – purple –

and gleaming.

aurora borealis in your greatest moments,

crisp, abstract, unseen,

with moonlight eyes staring into

mine.

i can't help but drink in the beauty of the night –

taste the drops of stardust on your crimson lips –

and run my hands along the outlines of your body –

you are everything above and below me,

and i am only a stargazer

compared to your

g a l a x y.