I could draw lines across the outlines of your muscles with my light fingertips, but you’d still be a galaxy away. I could press my lips against the softness of yours, yet it would feel colder than a ghost. I could have every word I know break through my lips, yet none of them would be able to sink through to your distant heart. This fire we once made together has blown out and I don’t think we’ll make it another day. The tears streaming down your face would only be a dream, a hope that maybe I still matter to you.
Michael
Stargazing
It’s a quiet night in the countryside. The open fields, the trees in the distance hiding away the horizon. The house we’re staying in is just up the small hill with all the lights turned off. We’re the only ones out here, way out from town. It’s beautiful, I have you in my arms as we lie on the grass, the bright stars gleaming above us. I point out at the three stars, telling you all about the belt of Orion. I close my eyes as I rub my forehead with my fist as I try recalling the names of the three stars… Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka. I bring you closer as I wrap my arms around you tighter. We smile as we gaze up at the night sky as it revolves around us, the moon rising as it slowly builds a bridge of light across the lake in the distance. The hours racing past us as we lose ourselves in the beauty of the night. I can’t help but feel free with you by my side.