Omega Centauri


I long to sprawl out, creating universes-
-over the span of your bedspread
Devouring, and destroying,
super nova; dancing stardust over your body

I want to be 96% dark energy; to reflect our greatest enigma
A Riddle; 4% uncovered, under covers, breath and taste
I dream of drowning in-
this nowhere in which the body fluid,
far outweighs the oxygen,

speaking through bones and blood, I offer you my only tribute
A boon; “Contact light.”
Nocturne meeting Aubade
-The cold glare of passing stars,

begrudging of our emanating incandescence


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