Atomic Matter

Compressed hydrogen matter

barreling towards your light,

peaking wave crests of entangled light in my sight

Spinning atoms decelerating towards her,

gravitating into him alongside congruent emotions—

in perspective over the line.

Turning towards her sexy silhouette,

frozen still beyond the event horizon.

Remaining photons bending at the sight

of the reflection of your light.

Converging on a love titillated beyond

the complexity of my senses—

an erotic tesseract enclosed in harmony.

Drunken with reverberating feelings

transcending the essence of romantic being.

A fusion of biological complexity—

thrusting into an explosive singularity.

Seduced by gravitrons from inside her tight hole

We are an atomic explosion lusting

through another dimension.

Receiving her entangled superposition declaring:

You are a woman, a love, a lust, fit only for a Galaxy