little one,

Wed, 10/22/2014 - 00:43 -- abbyroo

little one,



you hold entire galaxies inside your hands

where crystal stars fall through your fingers like

scattered raindrops

and star clusters

spiral in iridescent whirlpools

amongst a sea of mulberry swirls


your palms pulsate with the power

of a thousand tiny stars

and burn with the fire

of a dozen suns


every bit of you is starlight

and stardust

moon prisms and supernova trails


and you alone

hold my laughter

in your well-worn grip.


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