Light Trap Poem by Elizabeth Shield

Your eyes are like starlight,
scattered constellations and I am all agog
and I am lost, because
I cannot tell Orion from the Pleiades,
and Mercury's a mystery to me

Tell me what it means,
when you look at me, when I
fall under the tender beam of your gaze.
When you stay with me, instead of
orbiting onward,
Is this gravity? or tragedy?

You are my clarity,
I just wish it were more clear to me,
what I am to you.
Any indication would do.

I think I might be
In love with you