True Love’s Eternal Desire

Darling, gravity always
Wants you. Gravity never
Pushes back. Other forces

Switch directions, change their signs.
Gravity’s love is always
Only either weak or strong,

Always in you and in all
Matter—all phenomena,
Really—and it’s always on.

There’s no choice for gravity,
Only craving more or less,
Fully polyamorous,

So reminiscent of both
Its cousin, your future tense,
And its other cousin, death,

Gravity, you should suspect,
Is a little more than kin,
Just a touch incestuous.