Often I watch stars from the sky,
marvel at how they hold their light against the dim
dream they could descend from the heavens
to meet my eyes, warm up my cheeks,
brighten my dusks and days,
and make me believe in sparkles.
But really, what are the chances?
Eclipses may give
the illusion of perfect alignment
between the sun and moon
but that’s that, no?
I wish I could still be deceived
that heavenly bodies reach the earth
I wish for you to be
grant on wishful hearts.
I don’t usually encourage
in any way
but would be nice
to see you go
land in my arms
and stay there.