Collision Of Love. Poem by Fay Slimm

Much distraction hides locked behind large doors
Leading to unhappy boredom with life,
Yet floating invitingly close, the core
Of contentment lies, framed, not by rife
Pleasure, but glowing with destinys' light.

Beauty comes suddenly, and strides the sky
Nightly, searching the stars for love. Look aright
And we spy oceans of happiness nigh
Our hearts. Such two as us, radiant stars
Which, on course for destiny, collide and
Transform into one sublime union. Afar
We were lone, but together drawn now stand
Timeless, eternally living as one.

When stars colliding, unite, love has begun.