Cosmic Magnetism

Sometimes when I think of you

I feel like a fifteen year old boy, naïvely hopeful  

I think of your soul like the other part of me

I have looked for over and over again for infinite lifetimes

The journey of finding and losing and searching

So much searching for how we each reconfigure

I ponder the trade of roles

If we are destined to connect for only breaths

The nature of one at any moment must be to explode like a star

Radiating the energy of fusion, bursting in common essence

So that this theater of time we play

Is but the blinking of eyelids slowly lowering and rising

The view transforming with each iteration witnessed

Recalling nothing but the lingering emotive scent

That we have been here before somehow, somewhere

Within each other intimate with this atomic ballet

So it is even though I do not see or hear you, I feel you

I feel you as close like the nascent faith of a fifteen year old boy

Blooming unfettered from love’s untainted innocence

Expressing what one feels when soaking in the consciousness of a fellow divine being

So in each lifetime I find you and the gravity of life forces our volition foul

I remain evoked into a compass-like focus

For wherever you are, my thoughts are never too far

Wondering how this can be; if insanity, desperation, self-respect bear meaning any longer

How I wish to have the true darkness of forget

To erase the eons of memory of your essence vibrating like the stardust

From which we each were made so many reformations ago

For this intimacy only sharpens the blade of this cosmic distance

Slicing time into splinters of shrapnel sinking beneath my skin

Infesting my body into a razor’s edge of detonation

Flowing in all directions deeming this body meaningless

Carving open the nature of this soul within me bursting in yellow nova

Calling for you in loving hope for an answer which like the boulder to Sisyphus

Home to Odysseus will never be to truly embrace that which we yearn