The Big Bang
Exposed my senses, to a new form of touch.
I know you.
Discovered by a miracle.
God, thank you for his planet’s gravity,
Pulling me in and around – like a daughter and her maypole.
Skipping, head tilting
Curls fall and sway down the back.
Eyes to the skies – sun-kissed freckles.
Spinning closer to his center,
Feet grazing the grass
As comets join the carpool lane.
I am the satellite, the astronomer, I am a cosmonaut orbiting.
Gravity, the seductress and her draw,
Attracting the planets like a sirens song –
The girl to her flowers and decorated ribbons.
Ever dreaming of the collapse,
A solar nebula from gravities divine intervention.
The creation of a sun,
A kiss.
Gentle, unspoken, wistful and craved.
Dancing in celebration of summer.
To be the rings around Saturn,
The moon to Earth.
To be closer to her.
Inertia coursing through their veins,
Running wild the ribbon
Pulling tighter.
Meteor showers and shooting stars revolving
Flowers and poplar seeds floating in the vacuum of intergalactic space.
Fingerprints, carbon footprints painted on my body
I miss you.
Even though you are right beside me.
“I love you” whispered in light years.
Universal charm – this magnificent attraction.
Purpose and Prose 