The Stars Are Burgeoning Red And Gold

The stars are burgeoning red and gold But we only see those silver ones tonight Thimble-sized a thousand times as bright. We imagine we're on that threshold Of being one a travelling, nomadic One night you'll be a star burgeoning Red and gold—like Kerouac a beatnik- Poet; we'll shine, hoary, spiritually, beckoning You, collide and go… supernova with me. Whatever; colours we make, this universe Shall, just have to wait, eager to see. From our black holes, skylark songs inverse. Speak and shine, Blue like sapphires, outward. In a loop that could only, include me- With you! With me, all bright light glowered Glows - grows trembling to envelop me. But we only see those silver ones tonight! Thimble-sized a thousand times as bright. But, yours is the only one I cherish. I'll wear your immerging light until I perish. Like a Kerouac beatnik poet; I'll shine, hoary Beckoning you, collide in love and glory Whatever; colours we make, this universe Shall, just have to wait, eager to see From our black holes, skylark songs inverse Cause all things begin with me with You.