How are you?
I just want
you to know
That I am
I miss our
But enough time
& I am busy with
all the star things
for this eternity
I think often & fondly of you, & your many beautiful moons. You are far away. I wish you were close. But that, of course, is not how this galaxy works.
Still, I love you. When the nebula I am now nested in, paints a particularly colourful glow on dark matter & the æther, it reminds me of your best art. & I’m still moved by all that you are.
Thank you for writing.
I love you.
© Niliema Karkhanis
Authour’s note: a poem for day 11 of glopowrimo on their prompt to write a two-part poem, in the form of an exchange of letters either to yourself or to a famous person.
This is both allegorical & metaphorical; a fictional story about 2 human characters.
Star is written with both an astronomical reference & a reference to public recognition or fame of some sort in mind.
Featured image by Paweł Czerwiński from Unsplash