Universe
In the days of our childhood,
We ought to see through
The brightest of stars.
On how these celestial bodies
Light the darkness of space.
We ought to wonder through
The most complicated of galaxies,
On how a group of celestial bodies
Cluster together to create such form.
But now,
I do not have to look for these
For I have already seen
The entire universe
As my eyes met yours.
This poem is about:
Me