when i think about you not
being here, i imagine outer
space. no gravity spacetime and
then rubbing your feet in a forest.
it's raining, but we have a
straw roof. i'm obsessed with
collecting the water and you're
splashing it out of the clay jugs
telling me
it's infinite
laughing
kissing me
im on your chest. we're not saying
anything but we're using the rain like
morse code. my rain says i love you,
yours says something about a flying squirrel.
i laugh because you're weird
and then you kiss my third eye.
it makes so much sense, it
fits so perfectly, it fills all the
gel electrophoresis reservoirs.
its a spider watching her eggs
it's like when fluorine finds
hydrogen, that's exactly what it is!
it's a really high charge finding
a molecular body that brings it back
to equilibrium, that's what this is!
so i don't care what anyone says
because they obviously don't
understand molecular orbital theory.