The Behavior of Stars

Under the influence of an enigma,

my presidential suites so sweet when he touches me

tho' phantom of bedroom opera's

 

happy endings

to Tomas of spanish-loving-lover

is how to hover above

gaydars and be blameless with fractured hearts

he collects, and yet thru all the truth

I still love him...

 

It is similar to addictions

codependant on breathing the illusion

we created here

under the wings of eagles and fairies,

yet things are slowly becoming less and less

of what they were

when began the story of phoenix

and naieve man-boy

who loves and trips on wires

set to explosives

"Boom!" - his heart is still bleating

love, if it had a sound...

 

How does someone leave

their own life, when the circles he is surrounded

is half drawn, strung

people he's begun to believe

like those of his own family tree...are barely

exploring or showing their love,

but his affections for them

are as real as super nova sounds

echoing in his diminished, domed mind...

"Boom!"

 

how did the universe begin?

so will his end...

timely, it is the behavior of stars.

still. Light. Love.

Reviews

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I like this, I've added this lovely poem to my reading list! This is more than just another eternal love poem! You're so right when you state: "It is similar to addictions
codependant on breathing the illusion"
Your build up and structure are very sound. I love your choice of words and images. The end is a climax like any end should be!