Sketchy928

I blanketed the stars in your tears. Fainting, falling in an expanse of swirling colors. Soaking into the cradle, stretching this so-called reality. Pull the edge, yarn unravelling in rips of iridescence, spilling slipping, tangles of light. Pinpricks of brilliance taking the place of your heart. And why shouldn’t it? Who wouldn’t want the shine of a million million tiny points of fire radiating from your skin. We’d call down the brightest, second star to the left, follow the northern cross into the forever and let the rest of the endless black crumble at the touch of our fingertips.