Cosmic

 

Cosmic

 

I want to be someone’s sun,

Their warmth and light,

So beautiful and bright

They can hardly bear to look

Brings tears to their eyes…

The center of someone’s universe.

Match my magnitude,

I am looking for my orbit

By the name of Cynosure.

The embrace of Saturn’s rings

With eyes like comets;

Kiss me like a supernova.

 

© 6/23/98

 

Author's Note

Word Origin & History

cynosure

1596, from M.Fr. cynosure, from L. Cynosura, lit. "dog's tail," the constellation (now Ursa Minor) containing the North Star, the focus of navigation, from Gk. kynosoura, lit. "dog's tail."