over my head

on the constellation of my universe,
a huge query point gives an answer
very precisely to a question asked
to rose me up in the same row twice
and to memorize it for the third time;
on the constellation of your universe,
all my stars surround you in beauty,
me to be seen in you created… again;
please take care of them, — if it isn’t
over my head, shouldn’t be on yours
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

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