I went for a walk last night and
I told the stars about you.
They didn't have much to say.
No paranoic warnings or
Feigned plaudits.
No words at all, really.
They simply listened
Politely.
I must admit I felt
Almost indecorous as I
Spoke about you,
For I don't know most of the
Constellations' names, even as I
So willingly uttered your's.
I looked at 200 billion trillion stars and
I told them about
One man
On a planet
In a galaxy
In a universe
That a legion of dead stars could
Never care about even if they wanted to.
But I can.
I can care about you.
And I'll make sure the cosmos
Know your name.
(2023)
