Sensuality of a falling star

An obelisk caresses feelings

And dreams

Death to all light in the universe

The man on the moon knows the comet

And the asteroid

Knows dust and ice down to

Molecules

Knows fusion reaction

And human blush

Knows dark matter exists

And nothing else

If God unfolds us like books

I imagine the story is beautiful

If he decided to write it

I am not the man on the moon

This is all I know