Hold my love
against the grand design,
and notice how
our stars align.

My starry eyes
gaze into the perfection
of what you and I
are.

You look upon
the brilliance of what we could be
and tremble.

They look upon
the brilliance of what we could be
and despise us.

Your eyes find theirs
before they find mine.

Bring my love
against them,
and I shall bring
your shame
for me
to them
proudly.