Two Neptunes Poem by luke holt

~for the love i may never see~

Two Neptunes, chilled, disdainful, slow
With heaven’s fluids’ ebb and flow
Two planetary, earthen moons
Too dazzling to stare too soon
So blue, so soft, so quaint, so fair
All Hades’ wraiths could not prepare
To capture in their ardent bliss
Two worlds, two Neptunes, and one kiss


Inflamed perception alters me
It turns my black to blue
But only now I think I see
The radiance in you

The stars are futile, ghastly
And the morning is awry
The scarlet moon is praying with her beams on you and I
A seafoam apparition is morose down sullen streets
as liquid crystal harlequins and darling damsels meet
with sillouhetted blackened eyes, recumbent morning stare
and flats and lilts of saxophones and angry trumpets blare
all for my newfound feelings and the poet's ardent bliss
two worlds, two distant neptunes, and one fabricated kiss