It seems you’ve brought the stars with you—
How is it that these words from a stranger bring
such peace over my body? Perhaps it is reassurance—
I am a celestial king, bones carved out
of stardust, blood made of solar flares, & flesh
pieced together by the fragments of the planets ruling
the skies & everything beneath them. Sun
beams glitter in my eyes, make their honey shine,
help me to see that I am bound to make mistakes—
I am made to fumble, to change, to grow.
Under full moons, tides within me push & pull
until I comprehend that the earth is a part of me.
I have a gravitational pull all on my own.
I am a force to be reckoned with, made up of
passion & fury. Constellations light up within my chest,
set me afire with certainty, rush my veins
with philautia. Fear is cast away, for Venus wove stars
into my chest, a constellation of love leading me home.