God is all of us collectively

collectively we are all of God

Engaged in a dance

of inhaling and exhaling

curling and stretching

imploding and exploding

Occasionally He and we...

collide

in the middle

blurring the lines between universe and atom

The pressing of atoms against

other atoms in a desire to feel

something other than themselves

To still their loneliness

they seek *******

they crash into one another

abandoning duality and embracing oneness

You cannot tell where one ends and one begins

They become alpha and omega

horizon and sky

the ******

Love’s confusing joy

Where it all end

Everything!

And where it all begins

That explosive ecstasy

that moment and eternity

that *******

gives focus to an energy and new life is born

Movement happens creating waves of sound

Their patterns and rhythms being the song that you hear right now

Shadow, light, line, texture, color, shape, space, and form

create the ballroom dance of the image before your eyes

And then there is breath

The caress of memory on your Inhale

the crashing release of the Exhale

and the undulating attempt to fill the Void in between

The hunger... the longing… the suffering...

for a turkey sandwich in your mouth right now…

Yearning for a human touch is what creates a new world

a new Universe and the cycles repeats

An element is born and somewhere

a star explodes scattering its seed across the universe

Saying

“I AM…”

dear chemistry,

you are a detective
you hold scientists
in an enchantment
of protons and neutrons
you dissect me
identifying the components
that allow me to waltz
across light and holy ground
while you are bound
to seek solace
in what my atoms
cannot give you
i cannot give you motion
or allow you speed past me
that is my task
my task is to entrance
philosophers in the "whys"
and "hows" of my force and energy
and i'm sorry that
you are bound to be prose
when you seek to be poetry
i'm sorry that if you were a musician
you'd have all the words
and i'd be the melody
we'd be the song
that could never meet
i'll meet you in between the horizons
when my masters
speak to yours
pondering on what allows
the why to occur and
how does the event happen
i'll meet you in between
question marks and white coats
i'll meet you in the next life
when maybe the future
will allow us to be trees
instead of branches
my arms will spread
to reach out to your matter
past the artifices
and your atoms will
race towards me
all force, energy and velocity
and i will ask the "whats" and "hows"
and maybe you will answer the why
and maybe the answer
will be a discovery
a phenomena of sentences
all questions already answered

always yours, physics

It might be love
It might be fate
It could be so many things
As a quote says "My atoms have always loved your atoms"
I think that explains a lot.

Basically, I love you
And I love how you get mad at me
It makes me love you even more
I find it cute
I find youcute
I find cute when you say my name
I find cute when you call me baby

I love you, and I love your flaws
I love you