In the beginning there _you_ were,
a particle,
like _me,_
oppositely charged,
making our attraction a foregone conclusion.
Your _resonance,_
in harmony with my quantum fingerprint,
a symphony of the stars,
pulsing,
vibrating,
in concert with one another.
Two particles _entangled,_
always aware at a _subatomic_ level
of the other,
even light-years apart.
A connection that spans infinite distance,
breaks the barriers of time and space,
where the wormholes of the cosmos
weave the fabric of _dimensional reality._
And all along,
that _particle,_
your _soul,_
was always the one that I felt.
__Eternal.__
A flicker in the _void,_
a shared frequency,
a silent understanding.
No need for words,
no need for touch,
just the knowing.
A dance of subatomic forces,
a ballet of light and shadow,
a cosmic embrace.
The universe _whispers_ our names,
the galaxies spin our story,
the nebulae paint our portrait.
We are fragments of a whole,
reunited,
reborn.
A constant,
a truth,
an unbroken thread.
Through collapsing stars and nascent worlds,
through the birth of planets and the death of suns,
we _remain._
A silent promise,
a cosmic echo,
a love that _transcends_ all.
No beginning,
no end,
just the _infinite_ now.
___A particle,
a soul,
forever.___
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 10:09 AM UTC
In the beginning there _you_ were,
a particle,
like _me,_
oppositely charged,
making our attraction a foregone conclusion.
Your _resonance,_
in harmony with my quantum fingerprint,
a symphony of the stars,
pulsing,
vibrating,
in concert with one another.
Two particles _entangled,_
always aware at a _subatomic_ level
of the other,
even light-years apart.
A connection that spans infinite distance,
breaks the barriers of time and space,
where the wormholes of the cosmos
weave the fabric of _dimensional reality._
And all along,
that _particle,_
your _soul,_
was always the one that I felt.
__Eternal.__
A flicker in the _void,_
a shared frequency,
a silent understanding.
No need for words,
no need for touch,
just the knowing.
A dance of subatomic forces,
a ballet of light and shadow,
a cosmic embrace.
The universe _whispers_ our names,
the galaxies spin our story,
the nebulae paint our portrait.
We are fragments of a whole,
reunited,
reborn.
A constant,
a truth,
an unbroken thread.
Through collapsing stars and nascent worlds,
through the birth of planets and the death of suns,
we _remain._
A silent promise,
a cosmic echo,
a love that _transcends_ all.
No beginning,
no end,
just the _infinite_ now.
___A particle,
a soul,
forever.___
I have a weird theory, rolling in my head, can't explain it.... just a feeling.
So in a cryptic form, within this poem, I present it to you.
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