Minkowski’s Love Poem
(Einstein’s teacher who suggested space-time in 1908)
how we see ourselves
is an illusion an avatar
of wishful thinking
reflected in the eyes of our admirers
every gesture practiced
refined garmenting
the image of a self
we can never be
alone
a part of the logarithim
of our non linear lives
imagine X in terms of Y
in terms of X
symbiotic
necessary
we dream
each other’s daily lives
beyond touch
seperated by oceans
by choices
shed the bravado
the pride you
are forgiven forgive me
know
i would rip the fabric of the universe
bending the geometry of space time
just
just
to kiss you
again
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