
Michaela
More than Atlas
Encased beneath your freckled skin
Stretches a universe full of wonders
We wake. I look into your eyes
Nebulas entrancing my depths
And you draw me to rest my head
On your stomach
Cavernous with black hole hunger
That echoes through with
Supernova-star birth-supernova
The fastest protostellar cloud in all creation.
Planets trail down your back
My fingers follow them into hair
Covering a supercluster always erupting,
Strewing life through the rest
They search across shoulder bulging
With galaxies, down arms along which
Are strung taut solar winds
Bearing heavy metals down to fruition
And your hands hold the world.
I am caught in your well,
Ensnared by this orbit, this gravity
Your thousand moons and your
Squintillion suns
Enthralling me to desire a
Life
Long
Study.