she is a crater -
a canyon
of dusty airless
depth;
[ past encounters
blended
with her soil ]
waiting for water
warm lips
to tangle
with smile;
she spies a comet -
bright in
lonely orbit,
sliding warmth
closer,
[ spiralling into every sense ]
a promise of impact,
flesh-to-flesh
& a life
granted reason
by losing all
in that noisy
sweet collision








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