Between the Constellations

There is a world

inside of your eyes

Speckles of

Orion and thunderstorms

Andromeda and passion

Wet hot desire

burnished deeply into

those amber irises

You gaze at me

with a devotion so pure

smeared white and gold

As if I am your providence

like you are

the little elixir

that made us deities

crave immortality