now and again

Once upon a time, there was a single point in the universe where all conceivable matter and energy enjoyed their short engagement. All conceivable matter and energy loved the view, of course. Said look at all this space and isn't it just lovely. I do not know how long they were happily married before the split happened; I do not know if it was a fight or boredom. What I can say is that in one instant, one bang, all of the atoms to ever exist decided it was time to see what else waited out there, to see what they could make of themselves, to find stories to tell. So they scurried over the universe for unknown eternity and not once have they looked back.

Sometimes I pretend that I can steal your breath for a second. I can see where it skips out over your lips, and the moment it jumps back into your spine. Tiny fragments from the dawn of time escape past my hungry lips and down to my thirsty lungs; they sprint through my veins, trying hard to keep up with acceleration of my heartbeat.

You and I, we are machines, taking the time between the greens in our eyes and turning it into the negative space between our lips. We are magicians, turning sighs into sweat and gazes into friction. We have overturned the rocks of old fear to find blooming, fervent frenzy. We are marvels, turning energy into fables.