We were once our own universe;
We held the moon in our palms,
and cradled planets as our own.
The stars were our masterpieces
The sun was envious of our expanse,
a majestic journey.
We created our own dimensions,
limitless without fear.
Without cares, without worries.
We were shooting stars,
blazing across the cosmos,
such starry skies.
We danced in the black skies,
illuminated by our incandescent love.
Consumed by our broken pieces,
we self-imploded into
a fiery supernova –
a dazzling death, a fiery star
now extinct, collapsed
Self-consumed into a blackhole,
A luminous self-destruction.
Our once expansive love,
now marginalized matter
into fractionalized space.
Illumination, now replaced with profound gravity,
a fallen star.
Invisible love, with tangible magnetism,
the pull of what once was.
Lost love, bonded to an eternity of stellar collapse.
We were once our own universe.
© 2016 Gehan Naser-Ahmed. All rights reserved.
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