The Truth About You...

What happened

That I have lost

The one perspective, the only

Perspective

With which to correctly

View you?

Can I, at a minimum,

Have enough of a dose

That when I look at you,

Or you, or me

I see nothing short

Of extraordinary.

How vastly small

Against it all are we

But of the this and the that

Of our vast surroundings–

Black

Arrive you

In front of me.

Please

Endow me the one vision not untrue:

You, from the demise of a star came,

A roiling cauldron

Tearing across space

Now standing in front of me,

A Pilar of Creation

The humbling, coral beauty of your eyes

Harvested from the shores of Orion

Your curves like the Rings of Relativity

Formed by undulating, hot phenomena

And your sturdy spine

Swiped from nebula

Your movements graceful, orchestral

Like the slow, sultry, swirl of

galaxies spiral, elongated and irregular

And of your mysteries, many, like alien auorae

Even your troubling thoughts

Rogue waves of dark matter

And our passion–stars colliding

Raging with intense heat

Please

Never let me forget

What it is I have been gifted

By encountering you–

The inexplicable beauty and

Power of our universe

Come true.