Stardust on his shoes


He always thought space would be cold
but her fiery passion was like the sun
able, with one touch, to singe his soul
and sweep away the dark side of his moon.

He was caught in her orbit
effortlessly spinning.
Hanging on the stars in her eyes
and somehow, despite himself,
he felt a humble peace
quite different
from the stark silence of space
that had once been his inner atmosphere.

He was not interested in heavenly bodies
or the black holes he saw others gravitating towards.
Lifeless eyes that drew only sadness.
He was, instead, quite taken with diamonds skies
of the Lucy variety.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

2 thoughts on “Stardust on his shoes

  1. your poem has a wonderful sense of song, which i love … thank you for sharing your smiling, inventive poem with me. tony

  2. @Tony. Thank you for sharing your smiling comment. It made my day. I am adding it to my comment page..so I never forget it touched me.

    Bekki

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