i can feel it when you wake up
and when you (gaspheavy)
walk.

i can feel each morning whisper
like a lonely star
on the arm of
a galaxy
that ends in your eyes.

i can push
myself
onto your
stomach
and live there forever

and you can struggle against me
(but i will always win)

i can absorb you.
and you like it.

i can cry
with the pitpatter
tear drops
of a million raging
cloudy (skystreaks)
because i am everywhere

but you-

you-

are everything.

a beautiful mirror for me to
stare into infinitely

because your eyes are tiny reflections
of what they see

and your body is the earth

and i
am the
bubbles
in your
blood
that
keep you (alive)

and i am the nothing
in your starry fingertips,
or the nothing
you look through
to stare at the sky

and i(nothing)am

are everything.

and you(nothing)are

nothing without me.