You show me light with peace,
Fading my darkness, illuminating my fate.
It’s you who breathe,
Yet my heart pumps blood.

Do you push me out
When I breathe you in?
You are the end of me, my telomeres—
My structure, my youthfulness.
You are my wings;
With you, I touch the blue vastness.

In your presence, I feel heavenly.
If the sun blocks your way to heaven,
I will be your Icarus,
Devouring the sun.

And there was a fall from my eyes;
I write your name with each drop—
A secret only I can read.

I dive into your ocean,
And the blue reflects on me.
I’ll swim your tides,
Even through the fiercest storm.

Your eyes pull me in—
I’m your cult force,
Born of your string of gravity.

The fabric of space and time on your skin
Bends my knees,
A place where even light cannot escape.

A brighter future awaits us—
Is this the beginning of everything?

Your lips, an instrument of serenity,
Guide me to your divinity.
We are doves, soaring through the sky,
Searching for a peaceful sigh.

When you hold me close,
I find my gateway to heaven.
We’ll venture beyond reach together;
If you fall, my arms will catch you.

We are two stars colliding,
Bursting into a red nova.
The particles we leave behind
Are the remnants of our gaze.