watching you talk, I consider the empty spaces around atoms
how the particles that seed all matter are mostly void. each nucleus is a maypole for its electrons to circle, and their negative charges repel other electrons that spin in other fields so the ribbon paths never kiss, only overlap, which means nothing really touches- rain and dirt, apron strings.
everytime our eyes met, you weren't just looking at me; you'd create another universe. of course you love me, you're wearing my necklace
