Eternal

My sex is your supernova
So the nebuli burst forth from my womb
And mother stars within my crevices.


I fondle the v i r g i n moon and
Ashamed, she turns her pale cheek.


Your black holes are my sores
Bleeding gravity.


Silent, I exhale explosions and with my fingertips,
Condense the dust into galaxies,
Spitpolishing all those pretty planets
While digging out commets from my left canthus.


My skins are the empty space
My mind, the inertia of gravity
My eyes, the many suns and stars
My mood swings, your seasons
My heartbreak, your acid rains
My happiness, your cloudless beaches
My life, your universe .  .  .

Embrace Me.