Someday time will stop
Abruptly at that,
And he’ll come for me
The boy with stars on his face
He lives in my mind, and I find him alive in my dreams
My dreams where his makeup is off, his skin is tan, and stars are scattered every which way, dotted along his face
Boys like that mustn’t be real and if I see one, he must be a hologram,
Because I am an atheist
And boys like that are heaven sent
the pathways of my mind intersect and wind
curling until they turn to infinite spirals
leading to darkness I couldn't see the end of if I tried.
my mind doesn't listen when I tell it to stop.
what do you do when you cross the sea without me?
on this warm night, I stand outside in the blue dark.
I wear a bathrobe over my pajamas
and old crocs that are faded purple
it's almost night on the Tyrrhenian Sea
homes glow like stars on the cliffside
and waves of green lap against the side of the boat
there is a storm approaching,
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