My Aurora
A Love Poem; Inspired
There must have been a shift in the world,
when the undisturbed plane between us
was first broken.
Words blossomed between us
like the soft rays of newborn starlight;
a gift from the fire on the horizon
that greeted us each turn into the equinox
and bid farewell on the solstice.
You were that gentle warmth
that awoke me from my long slumber
as you drifted — in aphelion to my reach,
a sparkling gem spinning into the abyss.
With that pull you dragged me from icy rest
to restless conflagration -
a change so esoteric that no one knew
to find shelter from the solar rain.
As I chased, you pulled, a dance we thought we knew well,
and yet…and yet…
the closer we drew together, the more we shapeshifted -
my corona to your poles, my sun spots to your craters;
endlessly we sent ourselves spiraling out of control
into an apocalypse of change and upheaval.
Then, in our closeness, I melted,
though we were still a million miles apart.
Across your surface my aurora now dances;
paintings so miraculous as to have a chance
to exist in this time and space
where your hallowed scars healed,
and mine were left to roil and screech -
claws of beautiful misery beyond your reach.
