It is

one of the strangest things

when a simple kiss

in the rain,

under the glistening

 glowing night,

standing on the edge

of a concrete parking lot,

can make time obsolete

of its purpose

and cease to

exist.

For a moment,

the Earth stops turning.

The Sun’s burning flames

are frozen,

 the eternal songs

of the galaxy

are hushed.

Suddenly,

a beautiful clarity

clears the mind.

The questions of the Universe

are answered

by the

oddly familiar

light

in your

eyes.

The worries of tomorrow

dissolve

in the

sparkling of

crystal rain drops

descending from

 radiant beams of

the luminous

moon. 

Immediately,

nothing in this world exists

except for the swirling

melody of a,

somehow forgotten,

song.

All there is,

in this

whole wide existence, are

two lost souls dancing

beneath the death defying,

and century old,

 magic of

antique starlight.

The realization

ignites inside me

that I have never felt

so happy,

in my entire life,

than at this exact

moment.

Tears

begin to well,

flooding into

my eyes,

as I hold your hand,

and you hold me

so gently.

An overwhelming

wave of pure wonder

and glorious

mind dizzying

euphoria

engulfs every 

nerve and atom

within my being. 

Because I have

found you.

Finally.

The stranger that

I am sure,

 down to my soul,

I have somehow known

forever.

You are

my Supernova.

Your explosion

into my world

outshines every galaxy

that I have ever

gazed upon.

Your magnetic energy

more radiant than 

 every incandescent

 sun. 

And as we danced,

beneath the

shimmering universe,

on top of the

 time frozen Earth,

 I looked into

the ocean depths

of your eyes and

it was right then

that I knew.

I knew,

standing together,

on the edge

of our supernatural

Concrete Galaxy, 

that I would

never need

to search for

magic

in my life, 

or in the

universe, 

again.