tight leopard print pants 
clung to legs of a goddess
she’s my destiny

a stormed sky thrust forth
thundering clouds like fingers
soaking the parched earth

his call, wicked, wild
tears through the eve with a smile
echoing on for miles

stray not far from i 
for you, my pet, are the fire
warming my cold heart 

binary black holes
devouring all as they spin
even each other

i refuse to be
a second in your last act
marginalized, love

my favorite spot
between a rock and hard
place brings me solace

lasting impressions
that are lacking expression
don’t last long, do they?