Friday, October 25, 2013
Original Poem 08
Gravity
Pale and round
Rocking back
Alone in a blanket of stars
He lay
Hands dangling either side of him
Trailing into the space below
Sifting through a misty velvet curtain of light and gases
Plucking a comet here and there.
Then
Out of the vast black vacuum
He spies a sight
Another like himself
Round.
She's rocky and all edges
Spunky and full of life
He finds himself pulled towards her
Bound to her
In reverent awe
Of her beauty which glows like no other.
But, like everything else in the universe
She's devout to constant motion
So she makes her leave.
He begs her to stay
Pawing at the dust
She leaves behind her path
And simply
Her sweet rasp replies,
Follow.
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