November 2, 2019 · Scribbles

star longs for a moon

What collision brought you to life
to share this space
held together by our own gravity

My heart's degenerate matter
cold from grey years
slow aeons in the Magellanic Cloud

Intoxicated by your glow
trance in false color
I look again for your shine: raw, stellar

Dreaming you shine with delight
to see me                             not
illuminated by some other sun


Homecoming | drone of morning