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In the beginning, the universe was simple
hydrogen adrift, uniform, featureless.
No spark. No shape. No meaning.

Then came gravity. the invisible hand that pulled atoms toward each other.
Not out of need, but out of attraction.
It didn’t shout. It didn’t rush.
It simply drew things closer.

And in that closeness? Friction. Heat. Fire.
Stars were born.
Inside those stars: gold, carbon, diamond, uranium, the rare, the radiant, the necessary.
Then came life. Then came us.

Without gravity, the universe would have remained cold. Silent. Pointless.
With it, it sang.

So too with love.

We, too, begin as scattered selves.
Drifting. Guarded. Independent.
Then someone enters our orbit
not violently, but undeniably…
and we feel pulled.

And when love is real - not forceful, but fundamental - it becomes gravity.

It creates heat where there was indifference.
It forges meaning where there was monotony.
It makes the rarest things - trust, sacrifice, ecstasy, forgiveness… possible.

Without love, we remain inert.
With it, we combust into something bigger than ourselves.

Not every force is loud.
Some reshape the cosmos… quietly, persistently - one touch at a time.
In astrophysics, gravity doesn’t merely hold things together, it ignites fusion, births stars, and enables time itself to have consequence. Likewise, in human connection, love isn’t just an emotion; it is the unseen force that creates depth, memory, meaning, and the conditions for growth. Without gravity, the universe is static. Without love, so are we.
Sudzedrebel May 5
But it's all just perspective! Isn't it?
Someone stood on their head
Has a different perception
Of up & down.

That's why there's things like gravity.
To remind you,
Even in an avalanche,
Direction is not subjective -
Orientation is.

That's why there's different states of matter.
To remind you,
Even in a vacuum,
Being is not subjective -
Change is.
Sometimes, I will hug you,
hold you so tightly
with the force of love—
like the force of gravity
fusing atoms inside the sun.

Our souls will merge,
radiating light
to the galaxies.

Other times, I will hold
just a single finger of yours,
and it will feel like the spark
that starts a chain reaction
in a nuclear reactor—

powerful enough
to ignite a warmth
that spreads through every part of me,
filling my world
with light and heat.
Maria Etre Feb 5
"I am over the moon", love said
"But how can you breathe?" logic asked

"I can't", love smiled
"How are you alive?", logic asked

"I am catching my breath", love replied
"Up there?", logic replied

"Weightlessly",
love closed its eyes
and fell
It must take hate to love me.
Despise me with passion.
Loathe me into proving,
That all I think is wrong.

If hating me is what it takes,
To motivate the change,
To be who You want to be,
I’ll be the villain for you.

If my tears will bring you joy,
you need my blood to bathe.
Take me in your arms,
And gently slice my neck.
Odd Odyssey Poet Dec 2024
Gravity becomes increasingly
envious of everyone: who've put me
down, kept me down - to let me down.
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SPLAT!


PERTINAX Jul 2024
For you were alone amongst the stars
Privy to all that unknowable knowledge
That stretches beyond the galaxies edge
To the very boundaries of the universe itself
Tucked and folded between the hidden masses
That bends our love within the relative fabric
Wence space and time, travel and warp
Slowing our motion to a sensual binary waltz
With an ever decaying orbit
Until finally you fall into my black heart
And together we rebuild the world
In the shape of our gravity
FunSlower Nov 2023
Nothing ever felt so full
As our universes colliding in the void.
Nothing ever felt softer
Than your voice gliding through me.

So you’re off to find your guiding light.
Yours imbued me with love like gravity.
Oh lighthouse burning out, wherever shall I go?
Whoever shines for you; luckier than charm!

Know this:
Nowhere ever felt like home
Until I was invited into yours.
No one ever delighted as I did,
In searching the depths of your heart.
The death of mine in turn. Imagine it as I cannot.
No soul ever yearned for yours more than mine.
My eyes for yours full of life, now forlorn.
I can never picture this again if they don’t return.
Invited
Delighted
United In Death
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