Space junk

All that glitters
Is not gold
In zero gravity
Feel free and easy
But unavoidable
Collisions with
Floating debris
Leave me speechless
On the far
Distant galaxy
My star lights the way
She is bright and sparkly
Unnamed oft spoken
Constant in the sky
Can we consume
Drifting asteroids
Wandering satellites
That hinder us?
We are but dust
If I shine
We collide
Will we repel
Explode
Create a new world?
Or at least
Glow brighter
Unto ourselves
While dark stillness
Between us
Illuminates
Stories untold

By an inch

Tell her that you love her
If not with words
Any other thing
Without a doubt
Most important
Need to know
Life or death
By an inch
Holding one
Away from cliff
Sudden drop away
To vast ocean
Of loneliness
Tell her simply
For vast open sky
Meets horizon
High and deep
Where love consumes
Our solitude
We float away
To worlds unknown
Forever
kunanyi / Mt Wellington

Only way

A multiverse grows 
Out and beyond
Over and within
Unexplainable

To the naked eye
One only sees a light
A smile a look
A gracious word or two

The only way I know
How to love you
Is in spacious place
Wide open spaces

Long learnings ago
I hoped for one
To explore the cavern
Find the open door

My mind is endlessly
Travelling back forth
But pinpoints perfectly
On one such as yourself
Pterostylis decurva

Upcycled sayings

Do we ever get tired
Recharging our hearts
Rebooting our minds?
Taking old wares
For someone to buy?

Sayings recycled
Every single day
I love you
I wish you were mine

Daily dose of colour
If you wish a change
Cover us in glitter
Start a new page

A screenprint in fluoro
A badge, hat, blades
Take me out tomorrow
But promise me today?

150

Minutes between moments
Thoughts of you invade
A peaceful sit in protest
Against monotony of reality

Millimetres the space
Where my heat beats
Radiates like the drum
Out on the street

Metres of pages lining
The walls of my mind
Tapped out tentatively
Over the hours and days

Centimetres safe distance
From fantasy to fiction
Grasping for equality
To love another like me

Number of pages
In the novella
Of a short sweet
Love story

Years between us
When we find out how
This story ends
Before rewritten again