Dear boys, I'm sorry our bodies are too precious to take seriously You whistle as I skim past you and when my face turned sunset it did not mean I was flattered Sorry my system is too distracting so teacher wisps I must cover up my starts or boys will learn to study how my body wanes like they would lunar phases I'm sorry my kindness was mistaken for infatuation Felt that every time you gazed into my Milky Way eyes meant that when they became black holes only you could twinkle inside them I'm sorry that we are celestial queens because women are expanding galaxies and you will never own us I am Jupiter's daughter, have a potent magnetic field but I won't let rocket ship fingers cluster near my constellations Won't let you eclipse my radiance ~Elle Valle