Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

Archive for November, 2015

A Little Night Music

Down the slope of your shoulder
is a constellation of freckles
that decorates your skin
a negative image
of a clear night sky
dark stars
and translucent pallor

I want to travel there

I want to take a journey
with my lips and hands

follow the stardust
wherever it goes

inhale the air that isn’t there
because you take it away
imploding me
too vast to contain

I will trace my itinerary
with the tip of my tongue
from one dark star
to another

I will venture
to explore you
and fill the void
with the unswallowed sounds
you will offer
music of the spheres

(c) RCGA 2015

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