Grave Gravity

I still remember

The first time I saw his soul.

The moon reflected

The Sun’s embers.

Full, bright, gleaming.

Yet his tears were streaming

His heart was a black hole.

I tried to point out the stars

Their infinite beauty

But his eyes were blind

Gazing into the abyss.

They finally found me

His planet met mine

We collided in the darkness.

“I miss him so much.”

His cry created earthquakes

Which shattered my surface.

Our cores touched

Death is a mistake

Barely cured by my kiss.

But at that moment,

I was certain

That our attraction

Was stronger than gravity:

For his love was finally free.

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Author: Kalia Attal

I am an aspiring investigative journalist with a single dream: to save the world. It may seem impossible, but I believe knowledge promotes tolerance, and tolerance breeds empathy, kindness, and compassion. Love is the cure for Earth's cancer.

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