Believing in photons
For Constance
When
I look at You
I
can tell none of my electrons
Leave
their place
Each
cell chooses to look upon you
Without
contentment they continue
Believing
in photons
When
You look at me
Every
portion of me heats
Every
electron chooses travel
Taking
me thither
To
you
When
I look at You
My
gaze is a prayer
Thankful for the warmth that passes between us, merges us together to remind us of our fragileness here on Mother Earth and beyond worlds. Your prayer shines, blessing us.
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