All I ever wanted was to meet with Love. Perhaps I was a star caught in your hand, perhaps I was a star, blue, burnt as you dropped me back into the night
Your beloved Pluto, a distance, a cool decision to limit. You began the dance and brought me in close then changed to wrap your cloak around your own self.
My Venus, an embrace, running in summer grass, laughing into the sunshine, a kiss. I was slow to begin then could not stop my falling and my heart opened as a pomegranate to your mouth.
These separate realities now
where before we were one Joy
I reached for you but you kept moving backwards
closing each gate as you went
So Let It Be Unthreaded
For you already threw my gold ribbon away