A Whisper Poised To Strike Against The Enticing Curve Of Your Neck

I am spinning and imagining,
intoxicated by the silky elixir of your voice.

The shape of your whispering
morphs into a sinuous rainbow
that rises in serpentine glory,
enveloping my thoughts like the loud hush
of a glistening waterfall.

goes my heart.

cosmic voyager,
have saved you a seat,
in this spaceship meant for only one.

Close your eyes,
for we are now visiting Saturn,
becoming a satellite,
following closely behind tumbling ice boulders
as they clear a path through the exuberant procession of matter.

on the most elegant stage in the solar system,
we dance to the slowed-down rhythm
of an ancient pulsar.

goes our hearts.


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