And the Galaxy Bursts

 

"Be my Valentine"
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Colour my fingertips
vibrant red,
a rainbow of purple and lust.
choke my throat,
smear my lipstick
Hanker my pool of slumber
with your bare embellished shoulders
Invincible like sea-shells.
Poke my balloon of dark stars
to deliver fairy dust
wrapped on my firm breasts
surrounded on my naval
where our galaxy meets,
like the unseen love-making.
You be the Wolf, and I shall be your voice
yearning, sweating
soaked in your periphery,
till the sky evaporates.

©My Valiant Soul

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

34 thoughts on “And the Galaxy Bursts”

  4. A most vivid, passionate, sensual, and lustful description of lovemaking from the urgency of ravishing one another to quiet aftermath in which you watch the sun vanish outside closing eyes. As I read I thought of galaxies colliding to create something unique and beautiful. Again, I love the title, your use of colour and the way you weave metaphor and simile throughout. Just beautiful!!!

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