I got your favorite planet in my pocket
But it ain't the one you pay attention to.
I got the one that has the hue of a large chunk of amber
hold it to yours and you can see the frozen past
You keep staring at the ones that some deem official
while I keep the chiseled chunks of fallen stars
and once bright meteorites
I use a telescope in measured sight
you gravitate to moissanite
It's the measure of who you are
identify your fallen star
Pieces
Sometimes when you pick them up the dust crumbles thru your fingertips
and reform earth
even though they ain't from here.
Keep them watchful eyes to corner skies
to monitor the rise and fall of moonbeams and ultra violet rays
as I manage the dust
It's so hard to do that under the warming vibes of the sun
and the map yielding light of the one satellite
you've always held dear
I have those now to watch over and guide me.
You delight a satellite
and dance within its vaunted rays
every day I make my way
by the light, your constant play
I close my eyes and feel your rays
when darkness falls you pave my way
Your light a constant warmth for me,
The only way I truly see.
2010 Hassan Ntimbanjayo (I just made that up) - Ya Dig?
4 comments:
It sounds like someone is still in love! And that is always a good thing!!
I miss my sister and equity partner in all things creative as well realizing how much my brother from another mother misses his missus.
Wow! What a delight! Lovely, just lovely!
Thanks for commenting on my poem today about our Baptismals, check it out again because I added the video's
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