Ramboline

Some things are best left unsaid, It's true! But if I could be me, And you could be you, None of us, Would be so blue.

This is how you bespeckled my bones with bewilderment: you kissed hushed heart whispers and slumbering secrets into my fingertips. You infused awe into my joints, causing me to ask how snowflakes got their shape and how long would it take to get from the Sun to Capella. You taught me that energy is neither created or destroyed; stars do not die. Eyes washed with emerald sorrows you told me that they evolve, they change into something entirely different, or not so different. I now know we are made of the same particles as someone or something else. We began someplace together. We're made of so much more than "star-stuff", we are made of each

Some things are best left unsaid, It's true! But if I could be me, And you could be you, None of us, Would be so blue.