Celestial Poetics

~

Let me reach you, reaching me with words
customary for an aching poet with an eye
for alliteration. The distance between stars
never intrigued me since every molecule be-
tween you and me was blessed air;trembling
hands hold fate; your halo closest to the sun.

~

 

~day 24 of a poem a day in April for NaPoMo

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