Down at the dock, I dip my hand in your reflection. You smile on me, from another dimension. It’s beyond my reach, but still I shout your name. Just once, and then I pause, listening for echoes of your arrival.

It seems that tonight, the waves in the water are blocking my alphas and betas and thetas.

Time to double down. I commit to radiating passion, look upon the heavens and cry again. A halo of bugs buzzes and bounces around each tendril of hair that rises as if charged with static electricity.

Take me with you, I pray that you never leave me behind again.

I feel my feet begin to rise from the planks. In a way that nobody would even notice, not at first anyway.

Your hooks are inside and I groan as you pull on my organs and challenge the hold of gravity. Despite the agony, my arms cannot help but to rise to meet your embrace.

You kindly accept my worship. You fill me with love beyond earthly expression. and you lift me with greater urgency, as we observe the streams of blood now emptying from my veins, running down my legs and spraying across my toes.

Goodbye material coherence, you were overrated anyway.

Look at me everyone, I’m a shooting star in reverse. Particles racing to my core, coating my heart, in pulsing plasma glowing purple and green.

The sun takes a bow and moves out of the way, as I stretch from the waves on the edge of the oceans to the rim of the galaxy.

Gamma ray of excitement. Beam of bulging, eternal erotic ecstasy.

I grow and infect the spirit of the universe. I am a french tickler fomenting revolution, and I joyfully spread chaos in every cardinal direction while all blurs and unites

You and I together, the god that I always wanted to be.