batsose

Gravity

A floating amniotic trance
My love swirls around her
an appendage stretches free
like flowers from the dirt rising toward the sun
Masking the fear of loss
My hypnotic parade marches on
Seeking a destiny of uncertain suffering
a matriculation for an alternate education.

Love is like gravity
Two bodies drawn toward each
Part proximity, part density
Laws strictly applied that not even reason can disobey.