allurement

do you believe in the magic of the universe

and the way the trees talk when the wind holds them,

how the stars close their eyes when the sun wakes up,

when fate decided that you and I would exist at the very same moment?

or do I have to ask the night sky to spell it out for you,

in hopes that you might find yourself looking up

and seeing that our constellations are intertwined?

the stars don't lie, 

and I'd have them write novels 

just to turn a skeptic into a believer of the idea that maybe,

everything really does happen for a reason. 

Author's Note

Hello! Long time no see, I have a lot of poems to share with you :) Let me know your thoughts! (Formatting is intentional).