I, the Astronomer

Kinshala:
 
     to me, you are an artfull inspiration
 
     the first  (from many)  of whom
 
     to attract such gravitation,
 
     I feel the stars....they beckon me
 
when I hear footfalls
  
      of You Kinshala, the heavens
are brighter than they 
      used to be...
 
                            as hours melt into seconds....
 
                            we talk like learning lessons....
 
     and now laying 
 
     awake
 
with one singular thought of you
 
I wish now that
 
     I had kissed
your silken lips while
     the chance had 
made its due
 
and for our convergence to have made semblance known
 
for being with Kinshala for only hours,
 
                                I have grown...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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