Her Space

She leaves bruises like galaxies on my heart. I look at her and I feel the distant stars in her eyes, pulling me into her orbit. Is the fact that I'm falling in love with her any big surprise? She's the morning sun, and the evening star that shines and whose light guides my way. She comes and goes like a streaking comet, although I wish she'd always stay. She is my night and when I'm in her space I can hardly breathe, her kiss steals all the oxygen. It's an attraction with no reprieve. She pulls me to her and breaks my gravity, I can taste the Stardust floating off her skin, her breath steals mine and I'm lost in in her constellation making my head spin. She finally releases me to dream another day, of her and stars and galaxies and head spinning constellations oh so far away. ©SamHarty