It’s amazing how you can look into someone’s eye’s and see a universe.

A universe with planets and stars placed against the dark

A universe where life breathes through every orifice

And the lights of consciousness ignite and pull forward gravity

 

You can look into someone’s eyes and see a universe

The perfect universe

Where everything is where it’s supposed to be

A universe where you’re supposed to be

 

You can look into someone’s eyes and see life

Brimming from oceans and lakes spread across Earth

Life that crawls onto the land and evolves

And transforms into beings that can think

 

Beings that can think

And feel

And love

And wonder

 

Beings that stay up on rooftops at night

Counting the innumerous planets and stars

Those stars that were willed into the sky

By that someone’s’ eyes.

 

On their rooftops those beings would wonder about their fate

Their destiny and purpose, why they were there.

In that universe created by that someone’s’ eyes.

And you can see it all when you stare.

 

Because those beings on those rooftops’

in that universe

Created by those eyes

Those eyes that you’re looking into

 

Those beings are a reflection of you

 

You can look into that someone’s eyes

And see yourself looking back with

Water lining the edge of your iris

And your pupils dilated full and black

 

You can see yourself in that universe

Together with that someone who created it

Dancing along exploding supernovas

And filling in your soul’s empty places

 

It’s amazing how you can look into someone’s eyes

And see all of those beautiful things

See that in this particular moment

Whatever breathless force of the Universes’ momentum - took you

 

And put you exactly where you’re supposed to be.

 

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It’s amazing how that someone can look back into your eyes

And see absolutely nothing at all.

Their pupils as small as pencil marked periods

 

And their breath as slow as a crawl

 

It’s amazing how someone can look back into your eyes

And see a sun burnt out

A universe gone cold with no life breathing

With the stars’ pitter – pattering- fading shout

 

We should all be terrified

Perpetually, irrevocably terrified

That someone should look into our eyes

And see nothing but empty rooftops.