Let the stars spell Truth.

I'd spend the rest of my life,

Playing connect the dots,

With the stars. 

I wouldn't write you a love letter.

No.

I'd spell out every harsh word ever spoken of your name. 

The ugliest of them. 

Just to use use the rest of those dazzling lights in the skies,

To write novels of the marvel's you truly are. 

Take a look at how the scales tip, 

My darling.

Now go,

Let the world ponder about your beauty!