Mini Universes Between Laced Fingers

And for every time we touched,    It felt like New York was still and quiet;     And Las Vegas had gone dark;      Big Ben down in London stopped ticking;And the flow of Fallingwater seized;           Venice stopped sinking,                And Rome was resurrected;              The Great Wall was breached,          And the Colorado flooded the Grand Canyon;       The Duomo of Florence crumbled,             And Istanbul fell lackluster at the crossroads of worlds;    Banks Island was never a fragment,             And Siberia wasn’t deathly cold;             The  Aleutian Islands weren’t so alone,         And the life of the Galapagos stormed the Americas;                              Earth went dark, suspended in silence,       And a million billion stars bloomed,            Above and in our eyes.                                          

This poem is about: 
Me

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