Stardust of an Astrologist

One day I turned inwards,

consumed the Milky Way galaxy,

and after feasting

I wiped the stardust from my mouth

with the fabric of space and time

and kissed the black holes goodnight

before unendingly expanding

in all directions

as the universe does.

Unbothered.

*

Human thing,

you unknowingly plucked me from the sky

Jupiter rings still adorning my wrists,

Nebulas dripping down my hips,

and Venus storms in my eyes

as they met your evening calm ones

through the telescope,

astrology excitedly dripping from your words

as you introduced yourself.

*

Sweet love,

I want to sip the sunlight off your skin

And taste stardust on your lips

As you sigh galaxies into my mouth.

I want you to transcend the universe with me,

Unravel your inner most thoughts to see

If your heart, your thoughts, are

as beautiful

As your exterior. If Saturn

wouldn't miss a ring,

rest assured it would already be

on your finger.

*

Darling one,

the roar of the sea grumbles in tongues

and sometimes I think it says your name.

Are you the universe or are you in it?

Even the fog knows you,

cool drink on humid mornings,

tiny droplets speeding down neck

in slippery, drunk kisses.

I want you to love me

when the sun sets on humanity

and our bodies creak and crack like glow sticks

before we fall into dust,

once more becoming one with universe.