I remember how
Looking at him was
Like looking directly at the sun
The stars came out to dance all night.
Maybe if I grew taller I’d reach them
One day, some how
Hollow glistening chorus they sang to me
And me only:
Beautiful people should not hurt so much
I thought I caught a shooting star
When I caught his eye
Oh, I was brought to my knees
By his strange compassion
His generosity
Was a labyrinth
Unravelling the center of me
He washed over me
Again and again
Like a tide smoothing over rocky land
Over a millenia
My life will go on, down here
Short days in human time
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