19 April 2019, Category: poetry
That morning had the clarity of a story,
we whirled and spun around each other,
hypnotised by the orbits we wove
and the stars above us were **[Redacted]**.
Looking in your eyes, perfect models
of the galaxy, with the central black
hole eating all light, I exclaimed
"**[Redacted- Harm to Ongoing Matter]"**
In that moment, everything made sense.
The closest I have felt to epiphany.
You, [Redacted], laughed and replied "**[Redacted]**"
as spring blossom erupted around us.
The feeling faded, confusion reigned again,
our separate bodies spun on. Still,
the memories of **[Harm to Ongoing Matter]**
lingered, even in the gloaming, when
the earth continued around the sun,
light faded down, blossoms closed and
my heart was **[Redacted]**.
All the poems I wrote last year are available as an ebook for free. It's called Lost in April Fog and you can download it here.