I yearn to succumb to the pull
to gaze into your eyes and see that look
the one that threatens to crush my heart
overwhelmed by self-preservation, I look away
to linger is to be sucked into your depths
into a vast unknowable abyss lined with desire.
I heed my fears, yet still I wonder:
what cosmic truths would the taste of your lips whisper
could I hold onto myself with your arms around me
or would I slip into the embrace of madness
and witness this fear as fanciful lies
built on the proclamations of those too afraid to look?
And yet, despite it all,
I let myself succumb to the pull
to learn all of your cosmic beauties.
-Zero
Thursday, July 13, 2023
eyes like black holes (poem)
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poetry
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