Stars Crossed
If our brains were constellations
My stars were spinning
Cloudier than the milky way
I saw you across the room
We danced
Not with but beside each other
Your galaxy is less muddled
Your stars form constellations
While mine lead to confusing conversations
Were not Romeo and Juliet
Our stars are not crossed
They sit beside each other in the sky
I’m desperate for mine to crash into yours
Making us some sort of a sun
Before we disappear into stardust
And fade
Copyright © Shea-Lyn Cunningham | Year Posted 2023
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