When God crumpled the stars
And made people
Scattering these borrowed atoms across
The earths skin
Did he await the day that I would find you?
And as our ancestors died and rejoined the stars
In the heights of heaven
Did they watch to see when we would meet?
We did not burst into flames when we first touched
(Though I feel like I am with the stars already accomplishing
My lifes work when I am with you)
And I was not drunk on your love
(Just drunk on what we could be)
So I wonder if the heavenly spectators missed it
I sure did at first
But I believe love is a slow burn, not a sudden flame
How else are we to form constellations together
After a lifetime or forming the greatest versions of ourselves?
Surely as God made the stars to whisper
Wise advice to us at night
He made me for loving you
Growing past the sky