Tum tu ru rum

Tum-Tururum

I say yes to your eyes,

even when words fall silent.

For they speak in sparks,

in sync with your heart’s rhythm.

It’s not just tu-tum, tu-tum—

it’s a rumble,

like a wrestling mania show:

tum-tururum, bum-bum-bum.

As strange as it sounds,

that’s how your heartbeat echoes

in my mind,

as I memorize

the rhythm of your breath:

tum-tururum, bum-bum-bum.

I melt.

Together, tum-tururum,

the earth blesses our tune.

Together, we vanish—

a pulsar swallowed by a black hole

of pure, undefinable love.

The melding of our souls,

as Hephaestus welds our hearts,

bonded in a single glow.