Inspired by a black-white photo.
across the sky,
across the space,
across the fantastic,
galactic lace,
from me to you,
from you to me,
forever, my love,
i'll send with haste:
my heart, my heart,
that thrumming thing
that knows so well
my love, my grace.
it shines, it soars,
so high above
the land as gently
as a dove,
but it burns, it flames,
spectrums breached;
its deliquescence is
for you, my love.
it dies and flies,
it's breaking down
'cross space and time —
what have we done?