Cosmic Phoenix

Are you made of ice that you cannot feel my touch?
Have you caged yourself from passion,
No star, no warm body to welcome you home?
Do you fear freedom or simply yourself?

I cannot believe that is true.
Behold the Phoenix of Desire flickering in your eyes,
Wings fighting for rebirth from the cosmic dust!
Crusted feathers flap emitting waves of suppressed sorrow.

I am a RADAR tuned only to you. Yet you remain aloof,
As alien and alluring as the most remote, unexplored planets.
Your searing eyes suddenly invert to black holes,
A pair of collapsed spaces sucking me in.

They scare me those eyes, polished and piercing,
The void reflecting stare, the yearning need.
Swirling vortices, they have a gravity immensely strong
Sucking me at light speed toward your galactic heart.

Ah, the sweet violence of attraction. Eventually,
You will swallow me whole like some anti-star anaconda
Snaking its coiled length across the sky- a devouring constellation.
And I will let you.

My light will invade your dark and restoke the fires of your core.
I shall hear your frozen heart crackle with the heat of desire.
Ice will melt to tears of happiness, and together
We will streak across the heavens illuminating new wonders.