Sep 3, 2017
as stars
we skirt, unnamed beings of dust, nebulas in constant churn, this cosmic collusion brought forth our nearness, we are unaware yet, of each other our gravities pull, we spin, closer, denser with the clouds we raise, in our starfilled universe, dreamfilled eyes still closed, as we condense matter, space between us into a dance, of brimming closure, we are close, we are moving, in tandem, at a pace that gods decide we open our eyes to possibilities, and collapse into one, that which is of infinite brightness, shimmering at the centre of our souls, we are born as stars then, and as stars we undo our glimmering bodies, and touch.
© SoulReserve 2017
