after E.E. Cummings

my love,
life is magnificent.
i feel the world
slowly turning
as part
of our galaxy's
dance
and i hear the stars
laughing starlight
across vivid nebulae fields.

the dancing northern lights,
they tell me
that this sadness
cannot last forever,
no matter how crushing
it seems

you and i are made
of the very same
stardust --

we were once neighbouring
atoms in the ultracharged
soup of a star's molten core

and someday,
we will be reunited
(yes, it will happen!)
in the core of another
new star --

and the atoms that were
once a part of my heart
will align beside
the atoms that once
comprised yours --
your heart
and your soul
and your beautiful eyes
and your spellbinding
lunar-light smile
that captures the
majesty of two colliding galaxies
in a breath

all of you
and all of me
will be reunited...

i do not believe this will happen,
i know this will happen,
(yes, it will happen!)
we will be together again.

an infinitesimally
small set of atoms
floating beside
another sliver
of affectionate atoms
inside an ever-flaming star --

my love,
life is ever-changing

the atoms that were once
a part of my heart,
and the atoms that once
comprised yours
may separate again
when our homestar explodes
or when Andromeda's collision
violently ejects our starry remnants
beyond the galactic frontier --

but we still be together,
my love,
we will remain
in the same
local cluster,
in the same supercluster
in an intimate nook
of the Cosmos.

20 billion years from now
there will be a still be a place,
where parts of my eyes
will mingle with parts of
your eyes
and we will both sparkle
as bright four-corned stars,
expelling the darkness,
with our sapphire light

my love,
we will always be united
we have always been united
our current separation is
but a momentary shard
in the crystal palace of time

for when the stars are laughing starlight,
i feel your heartbeat in their laughter,
and the northern lights tell me,
that you can hear my heartbeat,
as well.

my love,
i love you.