Staring at this 

popcorn ceiling 

thought I’d be 

higher somehow 

 

I follow the patterns 

its lunar surfaces 

feel too familiar 

to me now 

 

as you push down

the weight of your body 

I feel weightless 

in your warmth 

 

gazing at the night 

sky filling around me 

alone together 

in this dark 

 

painting around 

this popcorn ceiling 

apartment lights 

like distant stars 

 

surrounded by 

hundreds of stories 

only mine

stands out now