What is an idea if not to be realized?
I am the cave and you are beyond reach.
Without light there are no
shadows (except you.)
We are the footsteps
echoing God’s hollow chorus.

No two electrons in the universe
are in the same energy level
He said
(Even though I can taste the salt
in your tears like a sea
between the shores of our souls)

I think you are the rain
and I am the lake. (You are soft
and the sky is hesitant to let you go)
Or maybe you are the light,
and I am the space
around those slits in time.

As every baby draws its first breath,
our chaos expands and I see your victory
in the creaking of the trees and the
cancer in your love. “Look on my works,
ye mighty, and despair!”

It is energetically favourable
for two distant atoms to move
closer together (but not too close together).
You are inside me (a part from me)
but too close to touch.
I am everywhere
but we are nowhere without each other.

A shape with no substance,
you tear green ribbons into my sky
to tempt me with the heavens
beyond.
But no knife is sharp enough
to cut open our seams;
our electrons take
each breath together.