We Kissed
A bursting in Violent disintegration. All matter disassembled, Exposing the weight that Binds us to keep us Assembled as wayfaring vessels As the greatest illusion; the glue That preserves the shape of our effigies Vanished in aether. We were old. We were New. Expanding And compressing; Omni-directionally Accelerating specks of light, And yet, too, the very standstill Of omnipresence. God became Just another name; a lid on the Endless gaze For us, moving beyond borders; unlimited, Until ultimately returning to our trembling Corporealities, readjusting To solidity. Human again, when For a little eternity We were love, Wholly.
--- 2-5-2026, M.A. Tempels © "... rewritten from a journal entry."















