Centered

I look at your eyes and I see the stars

Full of wonder, light, infinitude
I could gaze at your constellations for eternity

I look at your lips and I see the horizons

Always something pulling me closer
The desire to explore

I look at your hands and I see the earth

Simultaneously soft and strong
A place to rest, keeping me grounded

You are not the center of my world
You are my world in entirety

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