Poem 472








I know I should be
sleeping now..
but still I lay
alone in bed
and fantasize.
About the joyful
sparkle I beheld
the other day..
within the black hole
of a pupil in your eye.

It is said that
after crossing
the event horizon
nothing may escape..
not even light.
And yet.. a sparkle
I beheld..
a moment prior
to my crossing..
to The Other Side.

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