constellations touch

Your cosmic hips shift, comet lips
split and spread
Lust in space dust all tongue stirred and hand fed,
Your skin alight meteorite-like
as in, your body rocks.

I'd like to learn your goddess-gravity action
to reach for your skies and feel a touch of the attraction
A pull
of star skin bright and moons full

My fingers all wrapped in taut twilight hair
Yanking the horizon til your sunset-eyes solar flare

In space, they say,  a scream cant travel
but I can hear our solar system moan as it unravels
and on our nights, stargazers turn blushing voyeuristic,
We're fogging up their telescopes
and turning on the mystics.

Celestial body breathtaking,
Mythic,
Shaping stories, sparking big-bang verse-
It's just little dipper me
connecting dots in the you-niverse