Archive for January 27, 2019


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you are the physics of my world …



1.



the random sparks of infinitesimal neurons,

the random chaos of the vast cosmic beyond,

the random tugs of quantum strings,

have somehow,

incredibly swirled,

bringing your completeness into the vacuum of my world.




2.



these apparently random machinations, of this universe of possibilities,

has defied all permutations of chance,

to coalesce for us,

now,
today,

as we share our brightly blazing celestial dance.




3.



words escape me, there is no explanation,

to describe the meeting of our twin souls,

there is no hypothesis that I am able to construct,

that fuels these passions, these desires, these feelings that skywards into the heavens erupt.




4.



these atoms and quarks and gluons, bind us together in the most unscientific way,

they exude feelings impossible to explain,

love, for instance,

and a love as deep and abiding and true as ours,

is impossible to understand, even if we tried, spending years and countless hours.




5.



now my love of felines brings me to schrödinger and his deadalive cat,

for unlike dear schrödinger I can say with utmost certainty, that in that box my love for you,

is alive, and ever so true.




6.



all the dark matter, that is postulated to roam the entirety of space,

cannot dim the light of the stellar blaze of our star of love,

our sun that radiates gloriously, from the deepest recesses of our heart, from our magnetically interlinked place.




7.



all the talk of black holes not allowing light to flee,

comes not closer to the raging cauldron of our shared togetherness,

as we lay blanketed by the heavens above that envelope you, and that cloak me.




8.



the distance of light years are bridged so effortlessly, so easily traversed between you and I,

merging our love, our own supernova lighting the unfolding years we have yet to face,

roaring like a furnace, hewn into the very fabric of our innerspace …




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yikes – this is just too schmaltzy …




The essence of our love rests not just in moonlight kisses, nor in dusky sensual caresses.




Our love, that hugs us both, shielding us from life’s travails,


steadies our shared ship on stormy waters, bolstering our sails.




This love we share with each other, through gentle words and tender acts,


may never be quantified, in infinite scribbles, nor in countless wordy tracts.




The core of our love, ablaze, forged in that passionate furnace into one,


shines brighter within us, far brighter than the midday sun.




The essence of our love, infusing our days, and weaving exquisite dreams in our nights of sleep,


that essence,

that precious nectar, shall nourish us forever more,


as it consumes us, drenching us both, right into our beings so deep …






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