Your smile is the brightest
and softest thing known to me
it cannot be called anything but sun.

Your eyes hold so much love and joy
reflecting the smiles of mine,
it reminds me the stories of Venus and Adonis,
how he was arrogant enough to believe
he would never find the truth from a love,
only for a dream to come true
where he chose his death from her
instead of seeing the signs of danger.

Your small interactions with me
become my stars in the starved night sky,
vying for bright orbs to cover the night
until nothing left but a dark spot
to bright a new day of hope.

Together you’ve become my galaxy.