a neutron star death spiral

this is my favorite part

the unknowing and the anticipation

we are nothing while simultaneously everything

your freckled face and neck

and hazel eyes are all i see when i rest my eyes to sleep

i told you that your darkest marks

are symbols of where your lovers in your

past life kissed you the most

i tilt your head and pull your shirt over your collarbones and kiss every freckle,

every spot i can find

maybe if i cover you in enough kisses

we can bring on on the inevitable

the constellations of you

here’s the big dipper and there’s the northern cross

a map of where to place my mouth

if i get lost, will you guide me?

i place my hand on orion’s belt