A Story for the Warmer Astral Climate

The princess in this story never wished for a prince.
The princess in this story never believed in any love except the love she showered upon herself.
The princess in this story smirked as each of her friends, stumbling into youth, stumbled into love.
But somewhere in the course of her story, the princess wondered how it would be,
To find someone as perfect as she.

The other person in this story was not as perfect.
The other person in this story lived in his own world,
With his opinions, his thoughts, his book and his mind,
He had his own universe that seemed to expand.
But somewhere in the course of the red shift of his universe,
He wondered if he would ever collide with an eternal, ethereal star in outer space.

And she wanted to be a star that would shine forever.

This is their Big Bang Theory.


He was the cosmos, she was the chaos.
He was the Black Hole she allowed herself to collapse into.

She was that star he loved to observe,
As she twirled in his sky with bursts of light.

And it was just out of this world.


Some princesses spend their lives in the pursuit of a prince,
Some princesses are destined to find true love.
The princess in this story was neither of the two.

Some men spend their lives looking to blaze a trail of glory,
Some men create history quite accidentally.
All he wanted to do was follow a path well trodden, and then silently take a detour.


Together they were the flawless loophole, as the fireworks danced across the sky.
And as the meteors burnt the night sky with showers of sparks,
Brighter than the sun that pervaded their atmosphere,
She was the dazzle of sunshine,
He was the glow of the moon –
As one, they lived in twilight paradise.

There is no ending to their astral tale,
No happy ever after, no tragic aftermath.
And in the end that eventually arrived,
She was the detour he took.
And his was the sky that she shone eternally in.

3 Comments:

  1. Doubletake, Doublethink. said...
    i love the imagery you've created here. reminded me, just a little, of "drops of jupiter" by train.
    Tiger Lily said...
    if we had this theory in the books trust me most of us would have been awake during geogo classes.
    "superb"
    Anushka said...
    oof...the more I re-read this, the more I like it.

    moon moon sen style-oof aar patsina!!

    But really...such elegant, mature, word formation; such pristine imagery and SUCH a romantic concept.
    G
    OD it's good.

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