The Asteroid Belt

Your words of honey drip like nectar
From the bow of your mouth.
Galaxies collide inside my chest;
Painfully tight, a lucid occurrence of myth
Or of science? Or of a dream at unrest.
Meteor showers pass within me in the take of a breath
As I wish upon wish faster than I can even think,
Faster than my lips will muster, lethargic and surreal,
Quicker than Orian's arrows can mark or sink.
More rapidly than Callisto's jaws can strike.
As insubstantial as smoke;
More fleeting than thought.
I would wrap each wish around you, each and every small kindness.
That you would burn brighter than the sun.
Cherished, spectacular, and so very warm.