I’d ask myself before she waltzed into my arms,
How could one be compared to the galaxies?
The stars, the planets, the moons, their charms
A breath of relief, she’s an embodiment of fantasies
Every dip, every curve
Is a plea to preserve
And with each bat of her lashes
I come undone, flame and ashes.
Pleasure piqued my interest
Love kept me in orbit
Then she ceased to exist, the girl I kissed
Now I wander, drift. Numb and stripped
The stars we see
Died before we came to be
And the girl I knew
Died before she rendered herself askew.