Bloom.

Nova

She has the stars in her eyes

And the sun too

And maybe the moon

Or the whole wide universe

I wonder if her heart has really become

Her mind

I can no longer see the difference

In the joy she speaks

Or the peace she pleads

She loves the first flower

And the last

The brightest star

And the dim

And she loves me

But my mind has to disagree

Because she is much too bright for my eyes

Too untouchable

Like the shell she cracked

She broke a piece of my wall

Just a single brick

But it's the closest anyone has come

To breaking it down

To getting through

And maybe she has

just a piece of her star

Shared with mine

Maybe I'm brighter now.