A long time before our time
Before the light there was gray
Before the night was even angry
To become the day
To become the day
No blood, bone or teeth to bite
No soft living shape to scurry through the night
Going out to where the road ends and begins again
Giving a small spec DNA, to live
Because it almost was, a train of thought that ended
When it appeared in the vortex of nothing
Love is just the math of burning suns
Forever, in their cycle of calm
Before the winds of a billion planets
Spinning without sound, in solitude
No consciousness to notice they were there at all
Not there at all
My thoughts of you are just that
Loves infant shadow long before time
A long time before time,
Transcendent, exquisite time