the sky

you kiss me
like you invented it
ruining
anyone who dare come after

your lips wake my soul
that i didn’t realize was sleeping
and discover curves
i didn’t know i had

leaving behind tingles
thousands of tiny pin pricks
as you mark your travels
on my skin

your fingers create
new constellations
with all my covered freckles

and it is at this moment
that i understand

everyone else is a mere star
and you
my dear
are the fucking
sky

September 27, 2015

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