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A galaxy of longing stretched out
for miles against the indigo of her soul.
To no avail, she tried lassoing the stars;
pulling them to her chest.
She wondered for how much longer
she would be empty.
Finally, she withdrew the rope,
releasing celestial beings, her soul, her longings
to return to the corners of the universe.
Her upturned, white, moon face shimmered
with star-dust and knowing,
for a moment, that all is well,
all is one, and never empty.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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