Lesser Lights

I love you not as breathing

But singing

Not out of necessity

But as a natural extension of being.

I love you as I exist

Fluidly and with numerous connections

Threads upon threads

Interweaving and intervening

With my thoughts and designs.

Expectations torn asunder

As rightly fragile creatures

Features of vulnerability

Set in parallel to expositions

Of reason and rhyme.

I miss you

Like constellations in a big city

Grayed out

By the pollution of lesser lights,

Familiarity drowned out

And cast aside.