This isn't my poem. It was written by my friend, Lordy, ( @EmperorOfTheRomans ) for me. I merely adjusted and fixed it. It's such a beautiful poem, I just had to post it.

It works well with a book I'm writing ("I Love You To The Stars And Beyond") so it may show in the book if Lordy lets me include it. Can I?

I looked up at the sky—
the stars and planets danced around,
and the constellations, like stories, aligned,
the moon at the centre, overflowing with shine.

The atmosphere, like a screen, where stories played out,
comets raining beneath them.
No painting could capture what you meant to me,
but then you changed—from astronomy to history.

And still, the wars fought,
the civilizations laid to sleep,
didn't stop me from loving you.

The crowns that broke
didn't stop me from loving you.
I hold onto hope that history repeats itself,
and that it's just a celestial phase.