The big one is coming. Laying here dormant. Invisible. I vibrate noiselessly in your peach fuzz neckhairs impatiently waiting for you to surrender. The big one is coming. And I am she. Everything melts and closes in on us. I have stolen all the air’s moisture. I am violently shaking you awake. I have arrived. Love ? I am an endless vacuum. A black hole. I engulf every past, present and future part of you. Everything has changed, and you become nothing but mine. You feel whole. Yet I have split you like an atom. I have given you weightlessness, and yet you sink. I am your catastrophic, cataclysm. Love. You are finished. You are reborn. The meadow is ravaged, chaos, and savage. Sublimity enters serene, as if she were a song. We build a little heaven. A wooden table. This place which we belong.