gravitational spell

those clouds - layer after layer of words
eclipsed that minute glimpse
as gasping groping in the dark
a soul desperately tries to find itself

helplessly caught in a maelstrom of emotions
this pandora's box blows into a poets realm
tentative who opens it to a torrent of words
mingled with thoughts enmeshed in dreams

in eternal torment.. suspended in the cosmos
at times perihelion teasingly close
they swing out on this elliptical path
wooing their myriad moons
held in some gravitational spell..