Sinking, like a deep-sea diver, he sings to a wandering star In the hope of making an extra piece of darkness She doesn't believe in ghosts, expects Mars to grow bigger Intuition tells them they should leave science to the experts Still, they take what is not theirs...from each other
Love how they merge their universes together. Now that’s starlight in its purest form. Lovely writing, Davy. 🙂
Thanks, Terveen. I am glad you enjoyed the poetry.
It’s sensual without being physical. Such a cool poem!
Thank you, Priscilla. I am glad you enjoyed it.
Nice poem, but the photo did draw a lot of my attention, because it mixes my interest in space with the 3D holograms I used to see as a kid, lol. Thanks for this!
Thanks, Stuart. Like you I had a childhood fascination for space. Glad you liked the post.