MISCALCULATION

Once i kissed the moon hanging from your neck.

mouth in the dip of your throat

i wondered how the moon could touch something so divine and still leave it hollow.

once i tried to tame the milky way, twist it into a knot to adorn your neck, surround your moon

miscalculation:- I was never good at Math.

so tell me:- how do you wipe galaxy off of the kitchen floor

how do you loose something you never really had?

sometimes i still find stars encrusted between my fingers,

catch stardust from beneath my nails

my eyes sees stars and yet what's one to a moon

(and i am still learning to count the planets without you)