She Contains Infinity

May 30, 2013 § Leave a comment

If I were to open up my love’s skin
with teeth and tongue and hands,
a thousand searing kisses,
I would not find flesh and blood.

Stars would spill out in a river of light:
glittering planets
tiny suns
pinpoints of heat in the vastness of her soul.

In place of a heart-muscle shines the light of the universe,
the aurora burst of a star
dying and being reborn again and again,
the primal forgefires of creation.

I see evidence of her starspun soul
in freckled constellations scattered across her white gold skin,
in the luminosity of her nebula eyes,
in the solar flare of her smile.

I kiss her curving mouth
and taste infinity.

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