Imagine how good it would feel

To escape

Oblivion's pull for a minute

Explode past spacetime's veil

And soak in

The universe's artistry

Its vibrant colours and music until

We are saturated; liberated

From the human lament and its notion

That we need go from A to B

The set points of birth and death

Destiny merely being

The sum of our seconds left

Count them; make an estimated guess

What a drag it is

But it doesn't always have to be like this

I've seen two comets flash in the

Voidlike darkness

Leaving a trail of cosmic creation

Stardust shimmering bluish silver

Their light, enrapturing

As they whirled and twirled

Around one another, seemingly upwards

Where time and physical manifestations

Were rendered obsolete

I've seen

The birth of many a world

Many a light; many a soul; all ---

Sparks within the boundlessness

Yet none glared

As vehement as us

Granted blissful reoccurence

Destined to return within vessels

Reassembled to re-experience

Mortal love

In the highs of its pressing nature

To never let our spirits grow jaded

To ever again be

Catalysts of creation

All of this exists

Beyond explanation

In shattered illusions

A thousand lifetimes flashed

In front of my eyes; likewise the

Thousand terms of non-tangible existence

And either one was equally blissful

That's how good it feels

To escape

Oblivion's pull for a minute

Imagine I've seen all of this; found

All of this. All of this ---

In your kiss