Haven of colliding planets
By royalorange
perfume smoke of burnt orange peels simmer over coals sealed of gold incandescent sky the moon never asking why hatching the evening star like an egg sunset in a crystal ball imperial blue in the kingdom true under navy eyes keeper of wise stellar reflections gaze endless photos that mark the start never the end of our evening tonight this love demarks the intensity of all creation both our skies become the ground that holds us like galaxies and new suns of stars far and long colliding to finally have the touch dividing into our lives combine our souls like night and mystery of consuming paradise but its your star i follow and yours that leads the way every night to get home inside under between and near to hope for something forgiving luminous something to shelter my failing in this cold lonely life Written April 5th, 2002 © on Apr 04 2002 04:29 PM PST 0 • 8
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