Jan 14, 2009 00:46
i love the way the earth looks back at me,
as i gaze into it with wonder and open my eyes wide
and it drops it atmosphere arms on me and holds tight,
and the way it slowly turns to face me, see me head on
i love the way it starts within me and blooms,
its petals stroking away at my insides, coaxing it from my pores,
seeping through my skin like a lovely wound
they say you won't always love this,
love the way you can gaze at the moon and any day
you can see a new face, a new side of it,
do you think you'll forget this devotion?
do you think you'll forget this adoration?
the awe at which nature can hold you,
the hook it can lure you in with, captivate you wholly,
the way you are the moon in that you both love the earth,
looking at it always and taking it for what it is to you,
that lovely gravitational pull it holds you in like it has chosen you
to follow it and be with it. maybe the universe only exists to things that this gravity pulls in,
maybe space it what we only think we'll see out there, out of this slow wide orbit,
catch some more sun, move along
through your stars to the ceiling,
get their shiny points stuck in the styrofoam,
let them shine on us forever.