corazón sangrando

the girl who lived on a slice of the moon

the girl lived. she lived with clumps of stardust in her veins and nebulae tangled in the strands of her hair. when she walked, planets spun around the crown of her head; she was the empress of her universe. out of her fingers flew constellations in movement, like she commanded even the stars to battle.
and she did. she was an exploding galaxy, and her eyes reflected the heavens. she wore an expression of constant confusion, like the gods spoke to her in her mind and she was astonished at what they had to say.
the girl shone like a beacon of condensed light when she was around the boy, who seemed to bring out the best in her. her melanin skin shimmered like there were clusters of stars underneath, and her eyes widened and sparkled akin to the moon itself.
"your eyes have constellations in them," he would whisper to her.
as she traced his sun-kissed skin with her glowing orbs, she would whisper back, "only for you, my love. only for you."