#alieneyes

Gossamer lashes float, no -- dance across your freckles. I see now, that the constellations have deserted the sky,  because heaven is under your skin.

I feel a humming afterglow beneath your trembling eyelids. Tints of blue and black.  Colors have abandoned the galaxy, because the only never-ending space

is your mind. Otherworldly eyes stare into my sockets and send chills down  my spine. Electric rockets ricochet  against the atmosphere. 

Do you belong here?

The world, no longer “palette gradient” but grayscale. If I take off my tinted-glasses I’ll realize, I must leave this place, because Paradise is your embrace.