Edited by Dava Sobel
Should I walk the Planck
length between my heart
and yours, drown in the
liquid abyss of space-time
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deep within my sea dreams
that scope and chart macro
geometries of love by
star arc in night sky,
heaven's whirls of light and
elemental fire would still
shimmer through unfathomed
depth and distance to mark
in micro beats of time
our bodies' magnetic needs.
In bottomless dark we flicker
into being, instant inflation
of nothing into something's
minute entanglements forever
trading quantum places,
to fuse and emanate
our invisible human essence
in and out to infinitude.