chemistry

do they call it chemistry

for the simple definition?

because the dictionary says

it’s the study of the structure and properties and reactions

of substances.

but the way i feel now

with you

has no structure

(it’s wild and raging)

has no properties

(it’s indefinable).

however, it is a reaction

(things coming together to form

others)

all these explosions of flower blossoms

and stardust

and butterflies

creating one single word

both absorbing heat and giving it off

absorbing you

and giving off myself in return.
 

or do they call it chemistry for its own

substance?

there’s electronegativity

(the ability of atoms to attract others)

you my love

are electronegative

your atoms are pulling on mine and

i think maybe

the simplest beings in both of us

dating back to the beginning

the atoms of the stars that

make us up and

fill your eyes

are drawn towards each other

even after so long.

there’s solubility

(the property of a substance

to dissolve in another)

and it’s a simple thing called

like dissolves like

(the more alike the particles the

higher their solubility)

and while i always thought

opposites attract

you do a pretty good job of

dissolving me

breaking me down into the smallest

things i am

the stardust

the flowers

the butterflies

and absorbing it all into yourself

so all of me is

shining through all of

you.

i remember in the golden days

of youth, of adolescence

when doubts were on our tongues

in our minds

in our hearts

(will we ever use this?

will this ever happen to me?)

back before we knew that

the solutions to our problems

to our doubts

and fears

were inside of us the

whole time.

the elements

and atoms, and reactions

these things are simple

these things are complex

and it occurs to me as i

look at you right now

shining with every bit of brilliance

as the stars in the sky

that chemistry is the simple answer

but also the complex one

but also the right one

just as you are simple and

complex and right

for me.