Edited by Dava Sobel

Should I walk the Planck
length between my heart

and yours, drown in the
liquid abyss of space-time

deep within my sea dreams
that scope and chart macro

geometries of love by
star arc in night sky,

heaven's whirls of light and
elemental fire would still

shimmer through unfathomed
depth and distance to mark

in micro beats of time
our bodies' magnetic needs.

In bottomless dark we flicker
into being, instant inflation

of nothing into something's
minute entanglements forever

trading quantum places,
to fuse and emanate

our invisible human essence
in and out to infinitude.