2020-09-15 – Blue Comet

no taste’s ever wasted
in embraces full
and true.

with moon’s pale face
my mirror, i catch
each star in
your eyes,

bright but foggy with
fever that halo
hangs on

so pure is love’s light,
and each breath
tastes of


as blue comet blazes
its tail home
to you.

*poem written with my girlfriend, who prefers
to remain anonymous. She dislikes my
writing “that” much! 😉
jk.. i think

image adapted from art by Drew Bophy at- https://drewbrophy.com/tag/night-scene/