Slightly sideways out of synch
I think
I am, at least too much to notice
We never come together
Always
Never at our common locus
For very long
I’ve waited calculating
Because the angle’s waning
And I suspect we’ll come together
Our variables will cancel all along
Symmetry restored
and friction ignored
and beyond the stimulation
gravitation
can afford.
We’ll float beyond the ether together, the light waves, the sound waves, the waves in your hair
We’ll never be tethered by forces or aught. Our connection’s already fundamentally there.
I am a free body and nobody at all, no science or reason or force up above
Can give me a formula, proof, or solution. No physics equation to solve to find love.

