i write this for you,
for your heart
where your stars dance.
where you flourish
and burn together.
where you die in words.

this is you
with softened quill in palm
and kindness in heart.
leaving zillions of verses
through lustrous eyes of yours
to the world.

moving a fine white stroke
in the sky.
you bleed not ink.
but glitters.
glitters of pain. love. life.
and many more.