Baby I've lived like this before,
But it was only in a dream
Where reality touched
An eternal tangent with Love.
But your goodness makes me know
That the fabric of time
And the backdrop of relativity
Can never win the battle against
The pull of the indivisible ones
And subatomic certainties
That march to the great poet's song.
And I can hear the deep B flat
Crooning from a distant star
And the go lucky whistle
Of the orbs that pass me by.
They sing a song of DNA
And the chorus says
My cells are coded
To love you the way I do.
How sweet it is!
How sweet it will always be!
-jenn long
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