fuure01

you wrapped my wounds in nebulae you kissed the scars and left a trail of stardust behind a sweet universe of you to us, distance real distance is relative, [you and I] are all too grateful that our distance is only that of                                    countries when it could have been worlds                         Or galaxies like the same I saw in your eyes deep and dark and flecked with                           planets               our hearts are the nurseries of newborn stars we don't know anything about what is to come and how very, very Bright We will                burn later on. we are unfathomable depths, w