Lava Lamp Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I'm reminded of you,
Soon as those pink sapphires that line the night sky, shape your face,
The moon laments the cresent of your smile, as it softly disappears,
The horizon itself is half full until it finds your presence,
An unearthly utopia,
As The plug ignites, sending its electrons to combustion,
The fuses emplode, reflecting the sun,
Just as I, floating around in this rocket,
Nothing else can compare,
Searching the galaxy, looking back at the nova's as they erupt,
Oranges flares,
Longing to feel the stratosphere of your touch,
To feel the axis tilt, as the revolution of us begins,
Becoming an equator to the Giant hunk of rock, lying dormant, just before they shoot pass,
Symbolising the pieces of you given to me, soon it becomes whole,
As me to you,
An hemisphere that meets the Hands, no longer empty,
Lost in the abyss,
Giving way to a shapeless form of emotion,
Huge glob's that trace the places we've stepped,
A single window that captures the portrait of a horizon painted with your deep sighs,
The rocket malfuctions,
Circuit boards go haywire as the small sparks,
Catch a blaze,
Eclipsing the taste of your lips to mine,
Prayers, crash land,
As this rocket can no longer move,
There's no need to contact the space station,
As this place found in you,
Surpass' anything I could have dreamed,
Watching the endless sunset in your eyes,
A night not to forget