I fed the stars into your mouth

It was I fed those stars into your mouth

This is normality, isn’t it?

Every fibre rushes forth forks of lightning

As rain spills over the gutters.

I am aware - our destinies are interlinked

That even now our shadows have merged

As one! Even now I sense her gravity,

Her grasping, will, independent,

But still, dependent on us two"

To hold her world in place

This is normality, isn’t it?

A clinical photon burst of panic

That sudden adjustment of fear

And then exuberant, excitement,

A flashbulb, over exposer to emotion

This is how new stars-

Are wrought; love, isn’t it.

Reviews

[Mark Heathcote]

Everything, you’ve mentioned fwvalidus is what I was attempting to accomplish.
So, I am very pleased with your well rounded review of it. Thank you.

[fwvalidus]

Very good poem, I enjoy the romantic nature of it without it seeming to overpower me with rainbows, lollipops and cliches. Well written. I also like the choice of words you employ, they never seem too complex. And on the other end of the spectrum I do not see easy replacements for them... a perfect balance.

[Mark Heathcote]

What a lovely surprise Lydi
It brings a big smile to my face seeing you reviewing a poem of mine again.
I look forward to returning the favour. ;-) x

[Lydia Shutter]

Well, hello there Mark! Nice to see a familiar name at Writer's Cafe! Great imagery in this romantic write. You have a special way of expressing emotions. I liked it. lydi**