I don't know what to say, my little one
But know my mind dawned when your love begun
My ear heard your song, my eye saw your flame
My soul touched your soul — and I knew your name
It was written in galaxies far away
Not a paper binds us, not a roof, not a land
But spirits that orbit like stars in a band
Before you, I wandered a nebula's grief
After you — Eden, a bright constellation leaf
I spoke to Space of you. It wept in silence
Why? I asked. Space answered in violence
Of stillness: Two hearts the aeons betrayed
Almost unmade by the dark's long parade
I said, No black hole, no supernova's fire
Shall sever us — not even time's expired wire
Can you find her a place between my voids
Where no star pulses and no light enjoys
I said, By the Lord of every spinning sphere
I'll build her a galaxy there — right here
You're mad, Space whispered through its frozen night
I am, I said, drunk on her distant light
She has walked in the dark matter of despair
Space murmured, with no constellation to wear
Her light erased the shadow between every sun
I swore. Then go — but the void has never begun
To hold a mortal's anchor, Space replied
Her face is my gravity, I said, my tide
Burning across the vacuum, never too far
She has always been your orbit, your celestial trace
But you never saw her until now in this place
Tell her, O Space
That I searched the dark for her tender flame
And now I whisper to the stars her name
Tell her she is the pulse in my galaxy's core
The only silence I will ever adore
And tell her — before all stars, we were one
