there were times in which
i knew not of
myths
of magic and of
soul
so to gaze outside
the window
and see pinpricks of moonlight
dusting the skies
then knowing you were there
watching the same sights
gave me comfort
it gave me hope
effervescent wings
of butterflies
incessantly pound against
my insides
fluttering and flying
as if the world were ending
and they vied to lift me up
to cloud nine
where i could be safe
with you by my side
there are times i imagine
your delicate hands
smoothing my palms
and your rosy lips
pressing against mine
in fervor
as venus lights up and
grants us a holy luminescence
i embrace you
and so we are one
coalesced into a constellation
of two lovers
of two souls
lost in the starshine
but never to be separated
- for my fairy.
