smooth skies.

via

let's stare into each other's eyes.

because, honey, yours are like the midnight sky
and i'm lost in the stars.

i'd become an astronaut to explore those galaxies
and still find each piece with lovely faults.
you always were a quiet imperfection.

i think i'm a night owl.
i always loved the color of the night.
the sun always left a piece of art when she left.

i could go to an art museum,
but you would always hold my favorite place.
don't doubt it.

p.s. i wish i had a boyfriend to use pickup lines on, peaches. i wish. *dies laughing*