Big Bang.

Early sun rays;
an aubade
is befitting,
but I seem
to have
lost my mind
among astral
thoughts,
and beings.
The ones that
sparkle in
the nights
and are evanescent.
I am drifting
like the universe,
rapidly without
any rationale.
And now I fear,
that I shall
be lured into
massive lights
of quasars;
ending up
eaten by
yet another
black hole.

Though this one
pulls me
towards it
like nothing or
no one has ever
before
Like I’m
being loved
so dearly
that this lover
would kill me
to have me.
My muscles
are tearing
My bones
will powder
soon
I wonder if
this powder
will form
yet another
cluster of stars
for someone else
to get lost in,
sucked in.

This is in collaboration with Ananya (http://goo.gl/WyAcDV) Her words are in bold,and they are beautiful.

Astral.

Burning like

nebulae,

in your

arms,

bright,

blinding

in the night

of ours.

Labial touches,

that permeate,

bewilder,

and

I live to

tell about

astral travel.

I don’t want

to breathe,

instead

dissolve in

you,

consequent

would

be an explosion

of supernova.