From my heart

Easily lost in its stars that shine too brightly, they remind me of a

Constellation that lights up a spring evening. It forms

Lightly, the last bulwark of an accelerating heartbeat.

If you imagine time running through the universe,

Perfectly infinite at first glance, we end up seeing with reason. In the

Sky from hour to hour, it fades away, then becomes stardust.

Easily lost in its stars that now, hid from my heart, in the morning.