local gravity// excuse me I think I um love you

you can feel that
pull,
the momentum
an arc of
someone's life
swung for a moment
into your orbit
eyes locked

and there's a certain
embarrassment
a caught me gasp
but there's no time

for we have already seen each other
caught by the chance of looking

as we move through sound
each of us a particular
specific story, a
satellite of yearning and touch

and distance and
there is a clinging --
a static realization of love, maybe --
I can only believe love
knows many forms
before we tessellate and
realign and know
someone else
again