i think id actually be really fucking annoyed with how ppl
desrbribed me
like i feel like id sound frustrating or complicated
true true
but theres a universe inside me like us all
one that not everyone may see
one that no one will see entirely
if you give yourself entireally away on purpose you have nothing left inside for yourself
you have to keep your universe inside with your soul
but rest assure that when people look into your eyes
complicated and old as your soul or younge as your soul
expanded less and full of less stars
that they may see two suns burning dimly with fire
beyond that glassy suface somewhere out of reach
or stars and constellions of some days
planets on others
¨tell me, did you sail across the sun. Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights are fading and that heaven is overrated
drops of jupiter in her hair¨
that some days they may see darkness only where light once was
but that there is a universe within us all
i want to share i want to give
but some days my eyes will burn bright
when you are lucky when our eyes connect
i am open now to more than that inside me for if there is vastness within
there must be vastness without
and i know i breath deep i see into them
for the openness to the worlds
and the human heart the human bonds we all share
while there is a universe within us all all having different centers
and i know
we have found
our biggest greatness
of universe of infinate infinaties and infinate sizes
combines.
YOU ARE READING
Weight On My World- a poem a day or ... something
Poetrymoments. here was one of mine.