Celestial Collision

My love,
We don’t touch,
We come together in
A cataclysmic celestial

And then we call it love.

It’s a dance
Among the stars
In the middle of
The apocalypse.

It’s a passionate
Violent wave,
A perfect sphere of
Fiery desire.

What we have
Is a black hole
In the middle of the universe,
Pulling all that once was
Into it’s orbit
And not letting go.

We make love
On the edge
Of the galaxy,
Watching the birth
Of a new one
In front of us.

Bearing witness
To the rapture,
Hand in hand.

Without fear.
Without shame.

Because from
Our damned love,
A new generation will be born.

One that doesn’t
Run from the
Monsters among us.

Because they’re just
Like them.

Art: Jumo Art
“Cataclysmic celestial collision”
“Witness to the Rapture”
“Monsters among us”
@edwardracey #marchofdoomprompts


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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