When I am alone, I sing songs to him.
Do vibrations travel through subatomic airwaves at the speed of sound,
that along with intention,
Kinetically find their way to his temporal lobes,
so he thinks that the music is
always coming from
within?
When I sing to him, do my songs bring his heart to reverberate like a million
electric kisses that flutter his particles into
harmonic resonance,
circulating through his being,
attracting all of the love he is
into a mass of energy,
exploding back to me,
so that we are entangled
in the Universe’s dance—
like old lovers?
Are my songs to him like photons of light
that cannot be confined, or
destroyed;
escaping the illusion of
Time and Space?
Do my songs ignite shadows,
revealing a brilliant color prism
from crown to toe that illuminate his
Core,
like blasting off with DMT,
architecting a spectacular cathedral
of expanding intricacies,
emanating and adding to his own
Inner Light—
pure love radiating truth that
Sets Fire to the Cosmos within?
“I only want to hold you, I don’t want to tie you down, or fence you in the lines I might have drawn. But I’ll still sing you love songs…”
Gabrielle Cianfrani, 2023
