The Western Voyager

By: Bryan Ricardo Marini Quintana

Let’s travel across the creeks of the Milky Way

As you’re stashed between my arms

Filling the dull tones of our frames

With droplets of paint that gleam our spirits away

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We depart a shadow cast by the mantle of space

Arriving upon a seashore teeming with grainy rye

Where we lay barefoot amidst mounds of fruits

Sinking our toes in the warmth of white shores

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The silver drapes of the cosmos roll back

Thrusting us into luminescent mists

Where we sail a sapphire breeze aboard our vessel 

Traversing the depths of a void brushed by blazing pearls

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Until we arrive at the brink of realms

 Docking after our voyage on rich riverbanks

Where we find respite in evergreen pastures

Brimming with waves of never-ending wheatgrass fields

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These are flourishing with peach and lime tint palettes

As the golden dandelion wanes and the snowy rose waxes

With the flowering of our cherry blossom and marigold sky

That upon twilight, mature into our delphinium and lilac melody

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We arrive at an unageing woodland that sprouts with mellow plums

Where you bite a berry as the syrup drips over your lips

Upon tasting the fruit, your cheeks blister with a rose fluorescence

Then you offer me a taste as I lunge for your lips to savor the juice

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In our kiss, we transcend old woes to jubilate with youthful bliss

As we mix our nectar while resting on a bronze bark of golden leaves

Gazing at the glaring haze that gallops above us in the firmaments

Where you invite me to sway in a dance that weaves our spirits’ strings away