Fall In, Fall Out

Shakespearean sonnet. This is the second version of this poem.

I think that I inhaled too deeply when

My lips first met with yours not long ago,

The universe aligned for me right then;

Celestial eyes that gave a faint, warm glow.

No longer could I think in words and thoughts,

Instead, in punctuation lacking wit--

My words that flowed, now in a mess of clots

From taking in your essence, all of it.

Remembering what it was like before

The constellations in the skies had kissed,

And fell apart when you walked out the door.

The gravity crushed me under its fist.

 

In soundless space, we drift away again,

Abandoning what could have never been.