Belong

The sun is a favorite star

until it sets. 

Then there is only you. 

Shining in a brilliant darkness, 

you and I 

in an ocean of messy stars.

I am so small in this place.

This place

where I don't belong. 

But I feel infinite

in your eyes. 

Your Eyes.

They catch me as I fall

down into the night sky

And brings me back up

to where you are.

you catch my vulnerable heart, 

and hold it. 

Because in your arms,

I belong. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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