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you wrapped my wounds
in nebulae
you kissed the scars and left
a trail of stardust behind
a sweet universe of you
to us, distance
real distance
is relative, [you and I] are all too grateful
that our distance is only that of
countries
when it could have been worlds
Or galaxies
like the same I saw in your eyes
deep and dark
and flecked with
planets
our hearts are the nurseries of newborn stars
we don't know anything about what is to come
and how very,
very Bright
We will
burn
later on.
we are unfathomable depths,
we are limitless leagues beyond reach
what we are cannot be contained in a simple
shell
of social construct
we are but a beautiful
chemical reaction
like everything in this old universe
we all rose up in our very own blanket
of dead stars
but few kept it close
like you did, sweetheart.
the universe is chaotic.
and so
could we be.
sometimes you could tear me in two, draw me in and crush me
to a singularity
but that was alright too. Because even in this
endless existence, to be close to you was
best.
we share a symbiotic love
for all the same things: nature and science and [each other]
just you
and I
and
the universe
wheeling around us.
in nebulae
you kissed the scars and left
a trail of stardust behind
a sweet universe of you
to us, distance
real distance
is relative, [you and I] are all too grateful
that our distance is only that of
countries
when it could have been worlds
Or galaxies
like the same I saw in your eyes
deep and dark
and flecked with
planets
our hearts are the nurseries of newborn stars
we don't know anything about what is to come
and how very,
very Bright
We will
burn
later on.
we are unfathomable depths,
we are limitless leagues beyond reach
what we are cannot be contained in a simple
shell
of social construct
we are but a beautiful
chemical reaction
like everything in this old universe
we all rose up in our very own blanket
of dead stars
but few kept it close
like you did, sweetheart.
the universe is chaotic.
and so
could we be.
sometimes you could tear me in two, draw me in and crush me
to a singularity
but that was alright too. Because even in this
endless existence, to be close to you was
best.
we share a symbiotic love
for all the same things: nature and science and [each other]
just you
and I
and
the universe
wheeling around us.
i am not a poet omg
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"nurseries of unborn stars" god, that's breathtakingly beautiful