XIII.
I exist in
The space between the stars
The silence between each breath
The smoke that trails from bonfires
Scattered pieces of you glow bright
Like the stars nestled in the blackness
The silver sound of drawing breath
A blaze of heat in the night
They trace patterns in the sky
From one shining point to the next
Naming constellations in rainfall whispers
They call this love
The way you fill the emptiness of me
The way your form molds around the edges of my being
They look on and long to touch a distant light
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