poet Ayni Poet

Ayni Poet

Between The Epic Galaxies

A shadow descended from a hologram,
It appears here and holds me with diaphanous arms,
Coming or going, not knowing
As water thrown by the wind.

I ask it to sit on this throne of ice, to surround me
Sharing the purple perfume of the air,
Vibrating, merging when it touches my citrine eyes.

This shadow is a ludic chimera,
It hides, whistles and it dreams
Living within immaculate veils, in a milky sea of stars.

From above the nebulas it calls me
I'm constantly searching for it,
In the most beautiful, romantic serenades of harp.

I wrote love poems and left them at its smoky feet,
Reading those every morning, every evening
Maybe it understands or not,
It smiles for just a second, the only time I see it still
Caresses the pillow where I sleep,
Blowing finally,
An interstellar kiss.

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty, fantasy, life, romance

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 7, 2017

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