Your freckles are oh so many things.
The Milky Way,
Stars and stardust.
Your eyes are black holes,
But the the opposite of lifeless.
Your hair is soft like angels wings,
While black like an ocean on a moonless night.
Your skin is how a cloud would feel,
Right before it spilled its tears.
You are everything they say,
And so much more.
You are stardust and angels wings.
You are burning planets and crying clouds.
You are moonless nights and the calm you give me,