What's Wrong

Space

planets of gold
stare into me- i stare back
they consume the lust
in my soul
the want for your fingers
to run down my spine
devours my heart
until i feel nothing
but the space
that surrounds us
your soul
disintegrates
into mine
and we join into one
a body of stardust
a galaxy of reactive gases
we have become a universe
undivided, unified
two dignities shaped
to satisfy a larger being
the hunger we feel
dissipates
as we feed each other
sunlight emotion
we have chosen
to chase our own
astronomies