An Ode To the Lover I’ll Never Know

Ours was a brief romance,

like comets drifting by, never hitting the mark

until finally we met,

two stars destined to collide, first so close,

in lover's embrace, like all things,

forever changed by clashing with another, then off to heavenly trajectory

Look at the moon,

even with the naked eye,

we can see the scars and bruises,

unmistakable on it's surface, the collision of thousands of space rocks,

leaving the moon battered and marked,

yet undeniably the cynosure of the night.

Ours, was a brief romance,

only brushing,

only a hurried taste,

a transient hold, and gone,

but still unquestionably heavenly marred.

There was no magnificent collision, no brilliant cosmic fire,

it was only a year later,

I learned, your true tragic desire.

How dazzling the blazing star is,

we yearn to see its flame, to admire its resplendence, to trace it grazing across space

our awe, of splendid nature,

the creases, the mountains, the freezing plains and seas, so graceful

It pains me to know how brief your flame was, like the billions of stars and heavenly bodies,

we can only know so much,

It wasn't the path meant for you,

you flung yourself,

drowned in the bleakness of space,

the utter loneliness of it all,

I feel shame, for I knew so little

I feel shame, for I tried not hard,

Though, the extent of my belief,

begins with miraculous life, and ends with cruel death,

I can only hope you are at rest now,

no pains to ail you,

no monsters to torment you,

only peace,

tranquility,

"hush now, sweet thing" I wish I could have said

"Do not weep, you can sleep, that eternal sleep".

No, I can never see your transcendent flame,

what could have been I'll never know,

what you might have been, will never show

but these words, so meager, and unjust,

for what words can ever fairly compare to life,

though we must try;

life, so fragile and warm, the blanket of our dreams, the clouds of our hopes,

I know this: though your flame be extinguished,

carry it I will,

for the nights,

the lonely lonesome nights,

it is all I need to give my life a little light,

I need only look at the sky,

and think,

of the ode to the lover I'll never know