Worlds within worlds.
Untold stories and unfinished thoughts.
Laying here next to a man of the stars.
Of the deepest dream.
Undiluted beauty running wild across the nape of his neck.
The song in his arms that hold this pulse from fleeting fear.
Staring the jaw that could crush the world…
Turned up into a goliath smile.
Champion of these bones.
Soldier of the heart.
A Man of the stars.
Sylvia Plath (via jarrodis)