The Wild Soul

Astronomical Love

I never once knew

The stars had a flavor

'Til I kissed you, Dolcezza.

But once I did, it seemed

The Pleiades

tumbled from your lips,

Tasting of celestial mirth.

It was the dark matter, so intimate

And buttery light of promise

That melted, mingling our souls.

Your eyes,

glowing like moons, smiled,

Showing off the craters below them.

Star dust then shone

Through the constellations of freckles

Scattered across my world,

Your fine, dazzling face.

- Morgan C. Hicks