will 
you 
          come 
          leave 
me 
          crumbling, 
          shivering 
in spiraling quadrants, 
          split in half and back 
again, whole while 
          shattered 
in a thousand stars splintering 
          the dark sky 
of the void my spirit 
          ever drowns, 
oblivion beneath the surface… 

          yet I float 
upon the shimmering tension 
          like a water strider 
gliding past 
          sparking carbon, 
          diamond fires — 
          superficial, 
yet holding on 
to every hope and moment 
          prolonging life 
          in sighs.