The constellation traveler

You fly away, you slip away You hide in mirrors and evening stars Their reflections show, who you are In colors, and winds, and in the arts You’re magic man You lure delight From dawn ’till dusk Day and night You swim in veins Like stormy tides There’s more to you Than anything here You

Arm’s length

We grew up an arm’s length apart. I watched you Make a mess out of your life, although I never participated. I just found out, ultimately. But there you are, wearing that shirt in which you shine. God, you are so handsome. Being around you makes me feel insecure; it feels like you’d slip out