Supernova

We found each other in this galaxy
Just the dust of greater beings
Bound together by forces unknown
In a fiery collision of what we call love

We became a giant of our kind
Feared and envied
Bursting with passion
Passionate rapture, passionate rage.

Fierce tendrils erupting from our core
Blazing, burning, one hundred million degrees
Red hot to the touch of desperate lust;
Hotter still to the turned shoulder of a midnight dispute.

It seemed at first as though our world
Would die without our light
An illusion
Of grandeur.

Because even the brightest of stars
Can’t live forever
Hence the thousands
That fill the blackness above us each night.

But what we were was beautiful
Even in the darkest of times
And another star is only born
When another dies.

Only time will tell how many light years it will be
Until we are seen shining bright from the earth
A beautiful cluster of colour,
Colours of death, of birth.

Because we, my love, my friend, my first
We are a supernova.