Collected in a dustpan,
Are the remnants of your
Lunar crash
Into my driveway.

Foolishly I let you stay.

You never cared much for cologne,
And you held me steady as my world came crashing down.

I didn't realize you'd have to make impact as well.
All these emotions clear in nuclear fusion.

Once we had to use a telescope,
Now we dodge their blow.

You said the moon had taught you a thing or two
About lighting the fire in a heart.
I pulled the plasma from your hair
And invited you in.

The gravity held you down, here.
You were born to crash into other planets.
Other worlds.

And so I let you go with the rest of them.

10/29/2008

Author's Note: Please come collect the stardust you
Hastily left between my sheets. And don't forget what you've meant to me.

Posted on 10/29/2008
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