If I could catch the falling stars

Without hopes and dreams slipping through my fingers,

I’d send my soul to the moon

Where its silver silhouette could explode

And light could live off of lullabies.

If black holes were invisible

And my thoughts could travel faster than logic,

I’d soar and surpass the shadows,

Leaving behind a transparent trail

With glitter glinting through.

If all the galaxies in the world

Could fit within my palms,

I’d stretch seconds into infinity

Until its fluorescent fibers came into view,

And its roots reached the impossible.

And if I could stay alive after

Stepping foot on the sun,

Trust me, I’d give up everything

Just to scorch my bones with

The sparkling celestial power

Of possibility.