by Thabang Ngoma |
Categories:
fantasy, love,
You can feel the moon boil
As your rocket burns my soul
And scotches the sunspot
Of our love’s first footprint
I can feel the moon shine
Off your dust particles so fine
They are like a crashing wave
Deafening my mind like a bat cave
I’m hypnotised by your silver moon
For your heart’s treasure to mine
Only appreciated from distant stars
Pressurised under a trillion bars
I watch you split the atoms
And hold the aftermath in your arms
A se&y ‘Big Bang’ explosive
You emerge slightly radioactive
Time escaped the periodic table
Leaving electrons so unstable
To assemble your universal frame
And reenergise our elemental flame