did the love that we have known
last all these years.
It is no small thing -
though we be small -
the force that flashed between us
and went on.
Unattenuated by the law
of the inverse square
which gutters light
and is the quenching maw
of the magnetic spectrum,
our little fondnesses
which modulate love's carrier wave
are taken in an instant,
with no reference to velocity,
outwards in quantum leaps
to the very rim of time.
Any lovers anywhere
could tap and live our love
with just a prayer,
a suitable antenna,
and perhaps a flair
for frequency.
No!
It is no small thing,
our love,
our spiralling,
eternal
love.
