star killer drink with me

if i open my mouth wide you can peer in

to see where stars are born.

sometimes they pour out,

flailing arms flaming with abandon.

would you open yours and drink them in?

will you pour water down my throat to quench them?

Comments

[Hugh Samuel]

So deep. Did you wrote this poem yourself? This is very nice.

[Jani Rose]

All of the writing on the blog is my own unless otherwise noted.

[Jani Rose]

Thank you, HS