A Valley in Her Stars

Scrape her skin, a star will fall
And the scars behind the tattoos
Will unfurl the galaxy's swansong
To inveigle the luster the stars behold
Find her buried moans of grief
Among the colossal scintillation of the tongue
Florid with a rose-wine fire
That ignites with the soul marauding
The blackhole where poetries flow and ebb
Dispense the eroticism
And in the graceful undulations, find
A bethroted beauty sitting
And lurking upon the darkness
Coarse from the insuperable resistance
To kneel before the mountain's breasts
And be one with the nocturnal feast
Find the vision of the lackluster
And find her wafting there
Palming the taste of sin,
And sifting the phosphors of the scene,
C'mere, come chaste and clean
From baleful and stealthy dreams
And lights will flare with the Northern Gale
To drive her home, back to the heraldry
Back to where the stars fulminate
Together with eternity.

poem by Norman Santos
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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