Our Galactic Passion

OUR GALACTIC PASSION We are not yet one but no longer like sky’s distant two, I sense your tender skin’s pulse and feel the lips’ pull of you, And know from fire’s smoldering iris I need look no further: Orbiting closer, jeweled worlds swirl around each other Like planetessimals, no longer wanderers of ashen night, Yet charted by twined veins, twinned together by buds so tight, Gliding in space forever warmed in heaven’s embrace: A fresher paradise than that created on earth’s rockface. What existed then as a seed in your eyes faintly glowing - All around now, winds of celestial fragrance blowing; If lovers hold candles when time of after-dusk trembles Then two can be one united by stars’ and sands’ marbles, With only paradise’s soul bare as vulnerability’s essences, This gift of near-sacred vow awakens everlasting senses. So, on and on this carousel of dance and passion sustains - Leaning on your hair’s trellis, you deign a kiss that ordains A rehearsal of flamed vows for a lifetime in this bower Where fruits’ memories bathe in love's enthralling power. Our star visible to all as if multiplied nebulae are ascendant: A twin-point merging in the expanse of lit galaxies resplendent. …………………………………………………………………………. Submitted by Sydney Peck Written for competition “WHAT LOVE MEANS TO YOU” Written jointly by Sydney Peck and Nette Onclaud (both members of Poetry Soup)