Cynosure

You And I-(I)

All those words

Which you fed

Into my head

Hung like stalactites

Snow crumbs

Clinging onto them

For dear life

***

Those days

When it was just us

You would say

"This is my earth"

You proceeded

To talk about space

Celestial bodies

And

Black holes

You spoke

Of supernovas

Things

That I had no idea

About

You went on to teach me

Each constellation

Extolling the skies

When you botched to see

Your own constellation

Ready to pose

With dusky stars

Forming the pool

For eternity

That was you

***

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