The Gods Themselves
by TheCorinthian
In between those spaces
Of emptiness
She wrote a letter, and hit it there . Years later, maybe someone would find it
Know how they had met
Learn how their fingers danced across each other’s skin
In the starry, unlit skies of yore
Somewhere where the jinniyas and the houris danced in the skies
When every touch of his
On her skin
Left marks of indelible blue
An oasis amongst her desert like skin
Chalk white lips met hers
Beneath the firmamament of nothingness
And when it finally happened
A billion universes were born