Inner space

Inner space

propelled by jet rocket
shooting through space
that’s how my cells flip
sensing your nearness
reading your face

and then I orbit
stars strung, glint
like filigreed jewels
in the pitch sky
only we
circle round
you and I

sucked into rivers of stardust
pulled towards neverland
in swirling space
and galactic vortex
there’s only us...

loveDeborah Mannas