Monday, December 6, 2010

here is a new poetries. i don't quite know what to call it so i'm just going to use the first line as the title because i have seen that done before.

With comet-like fingers

With comet-like fingers
she streaked constellations across my back.
Holding each other close, as planets
do to their moons, we whispered meteors
eroding the earth surrounding our cores.

If I were to continue
this metaphor of this starry night,
what more could I compare?
This feeling, brighter than stars,
the two galaxies in her skull.
These thoughts piercing my mind's nebulae,
asteroids cratering my heart's crust

Yes, I guess it would compare most
with the heat death of our universe;
destroying all I've known
to replace it
with something new.

1 comment:

  1. The first stanza can even standalone. Really gorgeously nerdy**