he makes me feel
like a greek goddess
at the awe that sparkles
- that radiates -
from his aura
whenever our energies mingle
to form a storm
of electrifying atoms
multiplying exponentially.
thus a universe is born.
but why is that the birth of the cosmos
still does not fill the blackhole
present in my eyes!
I detect a possible target and
obsess, obsess, obsess
until they - you - disappear
from existence.
except, something tells me
that you have
existed in the heavens
for millennia.
