I ache starlight

    
I'm hurting today
I can't hide it
I've died inside my poetry
little deaths of conceit
 
my muse is wild
I never turn my back on her
but sometimes she denies me
it's cold and lonely
I need her more than she does me
 
I whisper to her come morning
please let me write today
when I hear nothing
I know she is being mischievous elsewhere
at play in the mind of another
telling me only half the story
then revealing to herself fully inside their hearts
 
perhaps I'm not attentive enough to her needs
caressing her aura in a hurry
impatience my sin
touching the celestial in orgasmic ecstasy takes time  
maybe if I waited on her  
she would respond to my query
 
I want to capture starlight in my poems
let them shine for themselves
little jewels of the cosmos
 
I ache when I fail to reach you
I have to remember it's her and I in union
if I stand alone on the page
I'm nothing but a naked girl
bearing her rage
it takes finesse to get to the heart of me and her
 
unfolding the story of our becoming
in hopes, you and I will mingle
dancing in the universes
sharing our knowledge  
touching as only souls do
on grounds that are sacred
 
today I'm born anew within these lines
stardust rains down on me
as I blink open my eyes