Eyes Full Of
by Mia Arias
When I look at you I see the galaxy.
The outer dimensions breathe and live.
The dark matter surrounds you,
molds you,
births you into the person you are,
to the unappreciated beauty I see.
Flaws grant you a beating heart,
it’s a matter that made you.
The faraway unknown worlds–though unfamiliar–I’m transfixed.
I’m anchored to the floor, willingly not leaving the sight I see.
It’s you.
The creation of the stars, certified by the moonlight.
Born by the dawn, the embodiment of the sunlight.
The planets will line up to see a beauty such as you.
The incarnation of a blue moon, for how rare a sight this is.
How special.