I have fallen in love with far too many
beautiful things – cosmic things – like
the way the sun shines on dying stars,
and how it eclipses the wishes of forgotten souls.
I have fallen in love with the wildest beasts,
the ones that howl beneath full blue moons,
bursting as they wait to watch you
unbuckle my wishes from Orion’s Belt.
I have fallen in love with the velvety touch
of the milkiest ways, and I dread the day when
I wake up and am left with nothing
but the tragic crash of a love born only in this world.
©Nicole Lyons 2018