Cosmic Catastrophe

How easy it is.

Like falling asleep.

Heavy eyelids curl seductive fingers,

Open door to cozy home after the longest of days.

To surrender, just a smidge too soon,

When I promised I wouldn’t this time.

What am I doing?

The most agreeable of accidents,

This beautiful blunder,

Cosmic catastrophe.

Oh, to forget who I am,

When I watch you walk.

That little way you tip your head,

Freckles dance on button nose,

I, shatter.

My dear,

You pull me through time like a chariot.

Lashed to anchor sinking ever deeper,

Caught in your gravity over and over again.

The dream I can’t possibly shake.

They lied, you see.

You’re not new. Not shiny.

Not wrapped in pristine plastic untouched by hands of men.

No, my love.

Though we haven’t yet shared a word,

Though I haven’t yet mustered my courage,

Though I don’t yet know your name,

I know you.

And I have for a thousand lifetimes.