The constellations smiled at each other.
They winked and flirted and danced and floated;
Gemini held — arm in arm — his brother,
Pisces swam in waters too eroded.
But when I plucked one ripe out of the sky,
To carry with me wherever I pleased,
They ceased their revel and watched as I cried
About the nothings and no ones I dreamed.
They were taken — my intentions so pure,
I simply needed more, more than myself
And the creature of my mind who would lure
Me into pleasure then take for itself.
My darkness, too severe, would take the light
But the stars gave all they had, all their might.