spilled blood
in galaxies made of tears,
candles that blow 
dark photons in my chest,
my brain that emits ideas
with pulsars in cosmos
and the hot of the sun
turns into a neutron star,
who is carrying me 
into a confusing geodesic road
and this road...
are just coordinates
into wormholes
that provides me the possibility 
to travel into parallels worlds 
in the fourth dimensions 
of my complicated mind 
lighting spectrums 
of information into my empty heart
who was a black hole for long time 
but now 
that I find you 
this black hole 
it's turning again 
into a beautiful star

#poetry #dreamingforawhile #imagination