the half life of love is not always the same

as it would be with Beryllium or some other game

it is of course caused by decay

it's mathematical equation is pointed that way

but sentient beings can change all Physic's rules

by heating the potion and creating the tools

to pour on the heat and steam up the place

with bodies in motion velocity paced

to win a quite perpetual muse

whose long legs and hips will never refuse

to stop at the end of the ascending log

and two lips that will find that slippery slope

handfuls of hair are tangled and groped

and leave the lag stifled as the chemist applauds

with a mind spins he thinks will competes with the Gods

A half life, asymptotic by nature never to meet

so we'll change the shape, of that slope

to one where the energy delta increases

in a most passionate direction

the temperature rising as our reactions,

the nuclear kind are superimposed

the only geometry that will do is one where our orbits

coincide our planes intersect, our spins match

at the deepest of elemental levels

n dimensional geometries, alternate realities

waves and particles all considered

to find those coordinates in space and time

where our love and our passion are true and sublime

. with bodies colliding and no, ne'er a ricochet

where a smile has magic and your eyes create a

sensual, loving, universe just for the couple we are become,

the experiment's yield happiness and love

so you must think fusions the key

my plasma is ready to face your decree

a gigantic implosion could be maintained

with endorphins exploding right into our brains

a light show magnetic so wildly confused

a space ticket punched my perpetual muse

would this be plane or solid geometry

or Einstein's E=MC squared hammering me

with wave after wave of light speed converging

your reaction creating mind and soul merging

i think this might be centrifugal force

atoms bombarded never having a choice

a room with a view will be needed

if this implosion is heated

thus floating out to sweet stellar place

a bright red star blown will be a disgrace

to our explosive savage reaction's display

Fusion then beyond the event horizon

as i'm absorbed by your force of attraction

like a black hole swallows gravity you then

my living light, your passionate heart too complex

non Euclidean, non linear, and non Newtonian

impossible in its description or even to measure

probability and statistical analysis won't make a start

i do know the force of nature that calls my spirit

to your center... i come, entwined by an infinity of emotion

imploded, exploded my needs and desires satisfied

at the same instant reborn, a joining of essence,

perhaps the fruit a new born soul

joy then the song of the heavens

the journey started together an identity,

an equality of all we will be

Comments

Founder Sept. 14, 2010 @ 7:54 a.m.

When you're Prolific in Poetry I am so happy to admit Your words "just" Rhyme, which sets them free Thank You for sharing, your Great Wit

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MsGrant Sept. 14, 2010 @ 1:40 p.m.

You really know how to string words together, nan. I wish you would send your poems to The Sun.

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MsGrant Sept. 15, 2010 @ 9:39 a.m.

It is a writers' magazine. It has no ads, and is completely supported by subscriptions. They don't even take submissions via e-mail - you have to mail them in. They take poetry, short stories, and every month they have a topic and people send in their musings on the topic and if they like it they will publish it. Check it out!

www.thesunmagazine.org/about

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nan shartel Sept. 16, 2010 @ 11:09 a.m.

thx sweetie pie...sounds like fun...have u sent things in???

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MsGrant Sept. 16, 2010 @ 11:36 a.m.

Once - they like to keep it to serious writers, that's why they don't accept e-mail submissions. Most people don't want to bother printing the story, addressing the envelope and putting a stamp on it. Mine was a poem, which they kindly rejected. I read the poems in the magazine, and I know they would print yours.

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nan shartel Sept. 16, 2010 @ 11:59 a.m.

aaaaaaahhhhh...thx hunnypants...but i think i'll win the hearts and minds of the poetry lovers here...one hardened heart at a time

me and founder..doin' the poetry thingie...hahahahahahahahaha

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nan shartel Sept. 16, 2010 @ 12:01 p.m.

me a serious writer...that's for the most part laughable...i'm expecting a real Halloween winger from Dr Peanut next month...start thinkin' about it!!!

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quillpena Sept. 18, 2010 @ 12:44 a.m.

I'm exhausted now; I think I need a nap. Very nice, nan. You're a true word-smith.

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nan shartel Sept. 18, 2010 @ 12:55 p.m.

wowie kazowie!!!

muchas gracias Quill...noice compliment!!!

bless you

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nan shartel Sept. 18, 2010 @ 2:16 p.m.

just think about how tiring it was for me to write it Quill.....hahahahahahahaha ;-)

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