I was absolute that the
cosmic particles fought to create us-.
me and my twin soul.
In white hot mushroom clouds
of exploding star dust.
Particles that hover and vibrate,
endlessly rearranging,
fluttering and buzzing with life,
on their voyage across sleepy planets,
and their moons,
laying down the cornerstone
of our bodies.
This is the first part of my poem collection about the electromagnetic spectrum, which would include gamma rays, x rays, ultraviolet rays, visible light (vibgyor), infrared, microwaves, and radiowaves.
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Your sighing spectrum of science and light is both transformative and beautiful. Such a glorious vision, looking back to the creation of twin flames, forming from the wildness of night, of empty spaces, of violent, bursting radiance. A sensual, sweetly moving glimpse of love's birthing place in the stars. And here I thought it was going to be poetry about Bruce Banner. ❤
Posted 6 Years Ago
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6 Years Ago
Thank you so much! Haha a poem about Bruce Banner would be interesting btw😛
6 Years Ago
So glad you think so. Truly looking forward to the whole spectrum of you.
Your sighing spectrum of science and light is both transformative and beautiful. Such a glorious vision, looking back to the creation of twin flames, forming from the wildness of night, of empty spaces, of violent, bursting radiance. A sensual, sweetly moving glimpse of love's birthing place in the stars. And here I thought it was going to be poetry about Bruce Banner. ❤
Posted 6 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
6 Years Ago
Thank you so much! Haha a poem about Bruce Banner would be interesting btw😛
6 Years Ago
So glad you think so. Truly looking forward to the whole spectrum of you.
If you're a dreamer, come in
If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar
A hope er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer,
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin
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