Friday, November 8, 2013

White Peach

Ever since I met you,
Your fruit has consumed me,
I've fallen in your pit
Great white peach,
Hanging above
Precariously,
Desperate in clinging to backdrop
As the stars,
Frail tethers by the millions,
All in luminous unison,
Pray
Not to be torn asunder,
See despite their numbers
Her glow is heavy,
Her light,
Her essence is thick.

The moon could fall into us at any moment,
But we never question it
We bask in this ambience
As if it doesn't even matter,
Yet this altitude crushes us every time,
So how smart are we..
It's hardly amazing you've managed to
Drag me down to this place..

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