Sunday, July 18, 2010

Astronomy

That fated moment
my telescope of longing
saw your constellation of bedazzling beauty,
I felt the love shine
deep into the black emptiness
where I had drifted forever.

Inhaling your radiance,
never dreaming it would die,
how could I know to burn so bright
meant the light would be consumed?

In the wake of the black hole
which you fell as an ebbing flame
was I also swallowed,
my heart felt the death
as a hollow shell of pulse.

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