Supernova Lips

I'm empty
Nothing
comes out
simply

Rose blood
on his tongue
this lonely heart
to her lonely bed

In this universe of twilight skin
and mismatched bones

I wonder just how
many poems sleep
beneath the inkwell
of my eyes

My body is a house of stars
and my palms are black holes
sucking ( me ) into their vortex of

nothing

I am
nothing

A heart's hoarded secrets
of love me pretties and
scarlet letter dreams

Across the cosmos
hungry for your lips
my mouth yearns
and burns a bursting
hot supernova

I wanna hear
your voice
touch your skin
feel your breath
taste your lips
take you all in

Eden at the
very core
scorching
secreting
secrets

In this
tangled mess
I call my heart

Daisy veins and sin
this cosmic heart of mine
she's bringing me down
gravity bound

Nothing

I am nothing
an insignificant nebula
orbiting the wrong atmosphere

Pressing origami bones
against my sun-stricken mouth
desire searching for a home
buried in your lungs

You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide

She speaks only of you now
lonely and mourning beats

Crack open
this damn ribcage
set me free

Burn my words
trample their ashes 
until not one letter remains 
feed them to the winds 
until you and I alone 
have known the passion 
in their flames

Cause

Ive got
constellations
in my eyes

And hes got
the galaxy
in the palm
of his hand

and
yet

I'm empty
Nothing
comes out
simply

By Samantha Campbell

Author's Note

This was inspired by a friend and fellow poet I hope he knows who he is

Reviews

[KeeD]

Rose blood
on his tongue
this lonely heart
to her lonely bed

Wow.. the choice of words, fantastic.. black holes in palms like the stigmata..but ironically its not the savior but the void.. the loneliness.
F**k I love your poems.. I love this piece in particular.. each part is written with such thought and execution to deliver the right amount of emotion and sexual frustration.

Ive got
constellations
in my eyes

And hes got
the galaxy
in the palm
of his hand
With such a mass volume of want and still the ability not to be complete.
It's like i've been on a celestial journey with you. You deserve to be rewarded in life and for this piece because you and it are brilliant. Just f*****g amazing. 100/100 Favorited

[KeeD]

wow!? You're amazing

[Samantha (:]

WOW! Love this. I love the scientific diction and your use of alliteration. My fravorite stanza is "I wonder just how many poems sleep beneath the inkwells of my eyes." Really talented, keep it up. :)

[Yari Garcia (Older Prof..]

Very impressive. My favorite part would have to be:
"I wonder just how
many poems sleep
beneath the inkwell
of my eyes"
Beautiful :-)

[Margarette]

I love this poem! The description and imagery are so vivid and clear. This made my day. You're so awesome!

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

much thanks im glad u enjoyed it

[Coyote Poetry]

My Poet friend. The poem is amazing. You create thoughts and ideas for a new poem for me. This is the desire of a good writer. To make the reader think and wish. You did.
"You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide"
Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Francis Danger]

"Ive got
constellations
in my eyes"

may be the best thing i've read in a long while.

[Verser]

You need to be inspired by this poet more. The sense of spontaneity here sweeps the reader away. I feel like I traveled the universe with you to a less than happy ending.

But the trip was well worth it.

And there were wonderful moments along the way, especially:

Ive got
constellations
in my eyes

And hes got
the galaxy
in the palm
of his hand

Superlative. How many love affairs does that capture?

Nice job as always, virginpoet.

[Danielle]

Very nice....it flows well and is written with much passion!