Imperceptible

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
-Pablo Neruda

I see the cosmos in your eyes.
My lungs, the universe–ever expanding,
breath you into me.
I would exhale if not for the fear
of the impending loss.

Still, you escape me, a smoke silhouette in
lonely air,
dancing with the horizon
until the sun falls under the plateau.
Unseen,

this love survives as air does
—like a god. Omniscient and omnipotent,
this love flourishes in all seasons,
illuminates ocean trenches with flame,
it consumes shadows, and whispers thunder.