The galaxy on his ceiling

She could listen to
His silent breathing,
She could feel his
Warmth on her body.


She looked above and
With her eyes glued on
His ceiling she
Imagined stars and
Annihilating her.


She wanted to
Count them all and
Find more ways to self-destruct
-if possible-


Suddenly, he woke up and
tugged her in
And before surrendering herself to
She breathed out the
Knowledge of cosmos.


“Please, sleep. I can see the
Explosion of colors in
Your eyes.
It’s killing you.”


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