How could I not believe in magic
when there are galaxies in your eyes?
When the stardust in your hands
longs for the touch of my thighs?
Don’t you find it strange
how we’re a part of something bigger?
How you know what words to use
to ignite my flame and pull my trigger?
Perhaps the atoms in your lips
once belonged to a shooting star.
So place your light upon my neck
and kiss away my scars.
All that makes up our bodies
were a part of life forgotten
in our breaths, so labored,
in our hearts, so wanton.
Maybe the particles that make up your body
once danced with the particles that make up mine –
billions and billions of years ago,
it’s how my soul recognizes your shine
So come and touch my skin, my darling
the next time you feel small
and I’ll show you, you’re a part of me –
moving as one, we’re a part of it all.