Astronomical -- Past the Phenomenal

[l0nnieugene]

You astonish me with Your Astronomy!

I’m a plain speaker
who lays--heavily—odds that Your heavenly bod
is astronomical, past phenomenal, an anatomical
exciting, inviting Wonder
like lightning & thunder
2a rain seeker.

The cost, the sum, the economy of Astronomy
is lost on some
as in
did You know the classical case
of tactical waste is that Pluto
was downgraded, lowly quartered
& that my frown faded slowly, reordered,
reversed direction
only when Your free verse of perfection
entered my dominion
& mentored my opinion.

As a result, I began synching with Your gestalt thinking,
stopped my study of Grey’s on putty & clays,
gelatin skeletons & irrelevant elements
&began 2 concentrate on facts known
about the BlackBone & its moist odyssey
by diving n2 the data sea of Your anatomy
&learned how You turned the scent of the Firmament
n2 a Black-owned, choice commodity
~~~nutrition’s liquidity
in the tradition of antiquity~~~
But unlike the theories of Archimedes
You speak 2my teary heart so needy.
& while scholars may tag me plebian
--in need of a mind-growing serum--
for not knowing the theorem of Pythagoreans.
You acted as if I were a Euclid as You slid
the geometry of my genitals—hard—
n2U4 an equation invasion--
made me the nominee, an integral part,
of the tight, profound, spark-fest Wholeness’
light found in the darkest Black Hole wet
~~~~YOURS~~~~

With You, the inner is outer
& there is no winner prouder
in bed than I when You spread each thigh
& let me enter the center of Your outer ring
& there is no louder thing
than the sound of silence
as my round, my length’s construction penetrates,
inundatesU4 the night2dawn seduction.
& it’s all so plain as You call my name
---I’m stirred but unnerved—
thru a touch preferred
w/o so much as a word being heard.
4Your 1st law of Nature was 2thaw this glacier
------me----
Your hands sorting out
my doubt with brilliant smiles
b4 transporting about
a millionth mile
from this Earth of my birth.

You gave me confidence in my circumference.
Your comet’s trail
tho smooth, moves fast, zoom,
yet leaves no promise failed.
Your Opal Oval’s adored bloom abhors vacuums.
It’s all about matter, never falls or shatters;
Doesn’t have a typical, elliptical orbit
that spins around 4abit then falters.

Just when i thought i’d experienced
my greatest delirium, my last joys
You took my asteroid past the void
&i became a Solar stroller,
of Your hot spot
entirely earnest
--this man intends2 keep my hands & feet,
as well as shod/shroud my rod,
in that fiery furnace.
4thruU, I’m now more than just a streak of light
or a freak @ night.
Now my might & plight
are more felicitous than Sisyphus’s.
Where @ 1time I lacked control
You taught me how 2 mine, wax & mold Black Gold.
I now know the physics of the mystics.

Thru You the auras of Taurus
surround & astound.
My intellect intersects
with Einstein’s
then the inhabitants
of my divine mind proceed,
in a math quiz,
2 speed past his
2the labyrinth of my African caverns.
Therein I’ve become a meteorite
take a speedier flight 2a water supply
in order 2try
& become Your moist choice.

In other words,
I want U2 enter open space’s
center, hoping 2place Your face
@my core base,
have You pull down this Bull’s zag zig zipper
& drink from my full Big Dipper
until Ur surfeit & perfect
& ‘satisfied’ is Your status size.
Ultimately, I want 2 power Your flower
--be the clover clothes
that novas explode off Your heavenly body
2 stares---a derivative of the figurative 4-leaf
---prepared—uninhibited-- 2pour peace
n2 Your carnal carnival of constellations.
With that process as my prospect,
i’ll show U4all time & season, patience & wisdom
&accept Your large &
small rhyme & reason of creationism.