Wait for me under a blackened night
eager to swallow us whole.
Upon the stroke of new day, the world
will shift and I will find you on tilted toes,
spinning towards celestial arms with the
magnitude of the galaxy coursing through my veins.

Show me the constellations etched in your skin.
Tell time to reach its palms to a heaven
above, giving us ability to explore a
divinity of our own.  I will breathe in the stardust
from your lungs and taste the eclipse of our destiny.
We will embrace the universe near its end.

Until azure paints the dawn indelible, hold me
before evening spits us onto pavement.
When dusk strikes four, the earth will twirl
and I will dance under the light of the Luna,
descending from the pull of your gravity,
listening for the yearn on your tongue.