She pulled me in
with her gravity
when I lay beside her
I saw the stars and galaxies beyond
the possibilities of our love
lay endless before me
a never-ending luscious field
full of love and hidden craters
keeping secrets of abundance flowing
I stepped into that lovely meadow
and grabbed a fist of grass.
I pulled her closer,
never getting quite enough,
always wanting more
thinking her love endless
but never returning enough love to her
until it became too late
I drained her of her black richness
the silky smoothness which gave her a glow
now forever burnt up into her breath.
I climbed up trees to see her crown of stars
but toppled them down instead.
I moved faster, pouring her black richness back down,
to reach her every crevice and nook of her body,
but all I returned to was a burnt ember
of her once Christmas tree soul.
She pulled me in with her gravity
and saw all our possibilities
but never did I see
the destruction happening right in front of me.