Do you see those stars? Yeah, those right there.
The little sparkling lights – light years away.
Against the thick black of the outer space,
Do you see those stars? Yeah, those right there.
As I extend my arms, hands reaching,
Trying to imagine what it’d feel like.
Putting aside all the science and theories,
If stars just felt like what the books described.
Tracing patterns, one twinkle to another,
Not just constellations but my very own mind.
Look between them, what seems like void,
Is endless, infinite, mysterious and oh so divine.
The night sky, the only constant, my constant respite,
Respite from you, from her, from air itself.
Breathing stardust, teasing glitter trails,
Making magic, all the while just laying there.
Lay by me, I’ll tell you stories; stories the stars told me themselves.
Hold my hand, I’ll pass you memories; memories I drew out of thin air.
Written in the darkness, colours picked straight out of galaxies,
Drawn blindfolded, just feelings of moments that will never be again.
What is beauty? You’ve held her before.
Kissed another? You’ve touched a lot more.
Look beyond, a mortal body but a miracle soul,
Look beyond, look past, look far away – eyes closed.
Do you want to fall in love with true beauty?
Beauty of the mind, like what your heart shows.
Or do you want to fall in like with the other kind?
The kind that doesn’t speak to you like the stars shone.
Little shimmery specks, blazing balls of fire and what not.
Yet so pretty, so fragile; like you could blow them away like a birthday light.
It’s like nature’s poetry, strung together with strings unseen,
When light can make music, that’s how the sky came to be.
Do you think they wish upon us like we do at their passage?
How many wishes could they possibly make, trying to keep up with our every fall?
If you listen close, you can hear them whispering secrets,
Secrets you can only decipher if your promises mean forevermore.
But alas, I feel like the last of the kind.
You right here, but yet your mind wanders.
It’s a gift they say, to be able to feel the universe within you.
A bigger gift, to be able to find words to put it into.
Do you see those stars? Yeah, those right there.
Of course, you see them, of course you see.
But what’s beyond and between, that’s only for me to keep.
Come lay by me, hold my hand, eyes closed – stay still baby.
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