It is not the ocean I see in her eyes,

But the radiant Moon,

The contellations that define our galaxy,

And the Sun we endlessly revolve around.

She is infinite,

Lost in herself as I long to be.

The stardust within her

Glimmers in her every curl

Out of every freckle

In each of her lustrous smiles.

She is a marvel

Too often lost.


away and anywhere

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