Your Darling Acolyte

Northern Star,
Your friends must always glitter red - 
Who else would God dance with at night?
Neutron stars flick out their swirls
And stroke their skin, and flick their curls.

   Northern Star, 
Do you see her in the corner?
She coruscates in sweet semblance
To the spotlight in her heart. 
Go! Go ask her for a dance! 

   Dark cloak of the sky, 
I thank you for hosting this night.
We golden atoms watch the gods
In youthful wonder and delight -
O, their tapestry of milky curves!

   Quick, Northern Star -
Come with me. Come carpe diem.
I want to touch, I want to see -
This is the spacegirl I adore,
And I want to hold her soft shores.

   Northern Star,
I want to take her from the sky
And smooth her purple dress with my
Fleshy finite hands, replete
With scars and lines and beauty gone.

   Northern Star,
You have your darling acolyte.
I, whose love is sad and private
Must suffer dirt-vegetable love
And leave the skies to her designs.

   Northern Star,
I am frightened and awake
in the cold shakes of the night.
If Atlas can't hold white snowflakes,
Will stars behest my tired eyes?

   Northern Star,
I cannot govern the world.
Her hand and breasts are pressed against
Another's chest, whom I protest
You stole before she and I were taken.

Reviews

[The Wave]

beautiful!
this one made me smile :)

love all the imagery here and the overall flow of this. you seem to have chosen the perfect words to make this an outstanding piece. there is a nice trance-like, almost mystical feel to this...but i think i may have missed a bigger picture.
overall, good job

[Happy Cereal]

Really beautiful work again. You have such a way with words! Incredibly intelligent, the kind of love that thinks as well as feels. The repitition of Northern Star gives this poem a sort of higher, celestial feel about it, and your choice of words is stylistic and wonderful.