The boys with stars on their faces

Someday time will stop

Abruptly at that,

And he’ll come for me

The boy with stars on his face 

He lives in my mind, and I find him alive in my dreams

My dreams where his makeup is off, his skin is tan, and stars are scattered every which way, dotted along his face 

Boys like that mustn’t be real and if I see one, he must be a hologram,

Because I am an atheist 

And boys like that are heaven sent

emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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