The night is cold in a nearly ethereal way.
My eyes are lost in the depths of the indigo-grey night sky
and my body unravels around me.
The feeling is inexplicable - it is an ephemeral desire
that draws me towards the stars - celestial orbs that radiate and allure -
as fleeting as a passing breeze that barely touches the earth.
It feels as if the vastness within us descended from the sky,
from the light-years between this galaxy and the next -
maybe we belong with the stars
and we are merely adopted into this world
where a consuming darkness
dimmed our light.
