This Comet of Ours
October 11, 2025•59 words
Water frozen solid
Metals from afar
This comet of ours
Might as well be a star
With head and tail
Gray blue green
Our little comet
Should be seen
As it crashes through
Atmospheric gas
Going up in flames
Before the kiss, alas!
From one celestial being
To someone they love
This comet of ours
Is your only touch.