Supernovas and sunsets
fall from the sky,
like wild and beautiful things.
I imagine them
glittering like jewels,
in golden crowns of kings.
I see them
waiting in the darkness,
a blackout to see the bright.
I dream of them
with colors dancing,
and what reveries bring light.
I hope for them
for there is always hope in love,
and stars will manifest our dreams.
Hearts are like a supernova
waiting to explode,
a star shining back at you the same.
Or maybe that far away glow in the darkness
was like falling in love,
before I knew your name.
Supernovas and sunsets are otherworldly
and I am only human,
But I will love you.
Like a wild and beautiful thing.