They say they want to be the center of your universe
I'm not naive to think
That I'm as good as the sun
I just want
To be in orbit with you
Hand and hand
Watching stars and planets flash by
Twinkling galaxies
A horizon of forever unknowns
It would be much more fun
To experience the universe with you
Than to watch you
From behind the invisible glass
Because you can never touch
The center of your universe
You would become an icarus
No darling
Let's fly and see the Milky Way
Glistening stars
A thousand wishes
To see true infinities
In orbit
Together
-m.s.
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Alexithymia
Poesie(n.) difficulty describing feelings toward other people A mixture of poetry and late night thoughts by yours truly
