Our Love is the Universe’s Art
A Poem.
When the stars shine in the dead of night,
Our souls entwine and dance in their light,
Her eyes, twin galaxies that draw me near,
And I lose myself in the constellations of her stare.
Her touch is like a gentle breeze on my skin,
That writes our poetry across my heart,
Each kiss, a stanza of longing and desire,
Igniting flames that bound higher and higher.
Together, we are the ink crafted upon fate’s parchment,
Two souls in cosmic enchantment,
Whispering our vows,
Beneath the celestial boughs.
And when the morning brushes the sky with gold,
I’ll trace her name in dewdrops of bold,
Our love is the universe’s art,
Painted in stardust upon my heart.
So, we sing our flower-songs in a rhyme,
That will echo throughout time,
Even when the stars all fade and galaxies part,
She’ll be forever in my heart.
Copyright © 2024 Chris Patton
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