Superficial Poem by Bill Kamen

Beyond the horizon,
clouds of dust and gas
formed,
creating a burning love.

Her body began to expose
a blue glow,
releasing energy,
with passion,
and swells.

For many years,
we were locked
in an orbital embraced,
until, the core
changed its appearance.

I migrated away
from the gravitational impact
of her overgrown,
shapeless matter.

Without support,
her body became a
red glow,
collapsed,
then died.