#191 Poem Poem by robert m drake

She stole my breath when I was willing to surrender it. She had it all, everything the universe created revolved around her gravity. Too much force! And every day she drew my closer, and closer. Until forever faded away and there was nothing else but the black of dead space. She stood with her heart open and I, a shooting star that soared over her sky. She understood me, I was half and without a lingering sound she knew I loved her. For my heart spoke words I didn't want to say.