the sky is bare

and my eyes are dry

and my breathing is slow

as i listen to his heart

with my head on his chest

and his arms around me

and i am cold

and he is warm

and i don't see his eyes

but i don't have to see them

to know that they are

wandering around

as mine.

not the street lights

not the people shouting

not the dishes clacking

nor anything

can make this moment

less ours.

"i miss all the stars."

i whisper and he

looks down at me

right into my eyes

"no starry skies

match your eyes."

and we whisper each others names

and send them to eternity

and we feel like that

we feel eternal

and my lips ache

but i don't make a move

and neither does he.

and this feeling

is so much more

and i feel like falling

and he is at the bottom

he is to catch me

like alice in wonderland

and the big fall

but i'm not alice

and this isn't wonderland

but all my wonder

and all my land

and all my everything

is in him.

in just him.

in jean levi.

and i know

i know all too well

that it is not good

it is not smart

to put all of me

into just one person

but we all have to

be stupid sometimes

and this is the stupid

i'm willing to be.

all i want at the end

is to end up with

the right regrets.