Her

I've always heard authors 

describing eyes as a galaxy

with billions of dazzling stars

But as I sat across from her

and our gazes crossed,

my mind took me elsewhere

I found myself sitting in the 

living room, next to a fire,

cuddling her as the faint sound 

of classical music filled the air

You see, her eyes didn't remind

me of space, which is so far 

out of reach.

Her eyes reminded me of home

And the home we would

one day build together