starstuff
you
you are a black hole
you consume
everything you touch and
collapse
in upon yourself
when there is no more
for you to hold tightly to the void
that trickles like ink when you speak
and coagulates like the starstuff on
your tongue
and i cannot help but be consumed
because
before you were a black hole
you were my non-binary super-massive star
you were bright and
i was the asteroid belt
to your solar system
i was the earth
to your moon
and
when you laughed
my tides crashed upon the sand
and when you flared
i dared to hope that
one day
those solar outbursts would brand my
electromagnetic field
because
you are my sun
and i am your asteroid belt
my only joy can be found
in the gravity of your presence