Interstellar Romance Poem by Alpha Sanunu Bah

The taste of stars
cosmic particles salivating
our tongues of nuclear
passion— with our
celestial minds blown
to light-years of fantasy.

The black holes in our bodies,
sucking every atom into
a galaxy of ecstasy
—triangulating thoughts
of complex feelings and
binary fission.

Astroids project with
force into black holes—
wet holes of primary
calculations with a
formula for planetary
configuration.

Floating bud of
sensation— spin the
eyes to unicorns and
rainbows with
with moaning sounds
of atoms and molecules.