Always an observer,
Face pressed against the glass,
Until one kiss fueled my heart,
Released from gravity’s grip,
Into rapid ascension
Through the atmosphere,
Tumbling weightless
Through the spacious cosmos.
A splash of his rare elements
Formed an enigma in me,
Allowing the pulsations of distant stars
To echo through my soul,
Creating yet another love struck voyager
Searching for the true final frontier.
Note: I'm not terribly happy with the title to this and would welcome any suggestions you may have :)
6 comments:
I think it is beautiful! A lovely use of the words. :-)
Beautiful poem, Mary. I would title it simply "Voyager".
"Love Struck" is what jumped out at me.
This is really spectacular. Since you asked...I would add an "r" to "Voyage".
Awesome....
elemental pulsations
Awesome poem. And awesome title suggestion by Traci B :)
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