the prince of my galaxy,
with his freckles like constellations,
and eyes like black holes,
hypnotizing and destructive,
calming and blue.
the prince of my galaxy,
with a mind like chaos,
and a heart
like a blazing soaring fireball.
the very prince
of my aching solar system,
begging for a taste,
of his soft and sensual kiss,
his blistering heat,
heavy and true,
love just for you.
YOU ARE READING
we were immortal
Poetrya collection of poems of space and anger. from my seven day writing challenge on my instagram.
