There’s gold on your skin

little tiny speckles

that I would lay down and count

 

The world stopped spinning once

whenever I had tried

 

You laid there

and said my eyes were laughing

I was imaging us turning into those sprinkles

 

We would shift into

little balls of dust

 

Float into that universe

we admired

so deeply together

 

Varnish ourselves as one of those stars

and become that glitter on your skin

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