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Retrograde
by Vikki Owensif you say 'love me'
i eclipse,
ask for my hand and it slips from yours,
say nothing and i will persist
in my orbit of you.
be my satellite,
and i'll lend my gravity,
birth a sun
and my retrograde spin
will begin.
ask me for my trust,
i will gamma-burst,
maintain equalibrium
and i will set my
singularity upon you
and devour you whole. 08/20/2011 Posted on 08/20/2011
Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/20/11 at 07:44 PM ...rocket-woman! i will be your wayfarer. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/20/11 at 09:30 PM Intimidating stuff. I loved the first stanza. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 08/22/11 at 01:08 AM Absolutely stunning! This poem is so much deeper than I thought it would be when I clicked on it, yet was also exactly and precisely what I needed to hear at this moment in time; thank you. |
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