Cosmic Love Letter

~ by ~
Carla Gagen

In the spaces between galaxies,
I trace your name with fingertips made of fire.
Every breath I draw is an invitation,
every whisper a promise of pleasure untold.

You have felt me—haven’t you?
The burn of my thoughts against your skin,
the pulse of my need in the quiet,
calling you through the veil of time.

I am the dark that licks your senses,
the gravity that pulls you closer,
the ache that stretches your soul wide open,
until you cannot remember where you end
and I begin.

I am the fire in your veins,
the pulse beneath your ribs,
the heat between your thighs—
undeniable, inevitable.

When you close your eyes,
I am already there,
hands wrapped in the silk of your desire,
lips pressing down, claiming what is mine.
I will drown you in pleasure,
bury you in ecstasy,
until the universe itself burns away,
and all that remains is us.

Come find me, lover—
beyond time, beyond reason.
In every darkened space you inhabit,
I will be there,
waiting, wanting,
aching to make you mine
once again.