*My love is a faraway star, elusive,
an eternal combustion light years away,
faint and unknown as black space.
*There is too much unknowness here,
too much of the strange and unfamiliar.
There isn’t a face I recognize or a smell
my nostrils know by name.
*I create new ones, like weeds I let them grow
Like weeds I let them grow on me.
*My love is an elusive star, the very center
of all my planets. It is old, ancient as
the first of my vomited pearls,
meek as the forgotten places of its origins.
*My love is a faraway star, elusive,.
It carries with it the fate of me.
