You are a galaxy.
From the way gravity pulls your lips
back into a smile when you laugh
to your stellar remnants of Vegas.
I thought it would take parsecs
for two distant galaxies to even come
into visual morphology with one another
but we collided into an elliptical love
that is practically observable
throughout the universe.
And as we fall farther into space,
we grow closer together because galaxies
are gravitationally bound to one another.
© Matthew Harlovic
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 8:23 PM UTC
You are a galaxy.
From the way gravity pulls your lips
back into a smile when you laugh
to your stellar remnants of Vegas.
I thought it would take parsecs
for two distant galaxies to even come
into visual morphology with one another
but we collided into an elliptical love
that is practically observable
throughout the universe.
And as we fall farther into space,
we grow closer together because galaxies
are gravitationally bound to one another.
© Matthew Harlovic
This one goes out to the one I love. Happy Anniversary, sweetheart.
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