Sterling silver
gesture of conquest
from a being I have become familiar with
that has come to know this universe
so much more deeply than I—
they will scatter you at the end of this
weaving your little glittery bits into the architecture
becoming the fabric of our plain
how honored I am to have known you—
how blessed I am to have felt your human form
in you I feel the liquid weapon more than ever
as a tinge of the savage
flowing like the incoming tide
waves sparkling in the moonlight
glimmering facets like treasure in the eternity of lifetimes
you have against me
and still, my words feel small, and short , and human—
I see why they will scatter you
Where the depth of my lament is selfishness
Making my own crystalline consciousness ache unbearably
Knowing that my memories of you will outlast your soul
Grant me the volta—
Return to me—
Help me bend the universe
With my many more lifetimes
Grant me this
beautiful energy
Hold it in the tension between infinity and annihilation
As wafting bubbles flittering through a void
we are made whole in the ballet of our human forms
If only for moments so fleeting as this
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