ILMX021 A Love Like New

Thinking of only you
Makes distraction to anyone listening
Eyes wide, fever dream
Every night we’ve a new thrill to capture

Flickering candles burning bright
Flames waving high when you’re near
Staggering only as we inhale
From the breathlessness of a love like new

Even now the day drags its feet
Slowed between our ways
When it feels like no time spent at all

I won’t be long away
But to us both
It will feel an age
Before we can pick up where we left off

This floating bubble when your hand lands on mine
Iridescent as you are
Joined from two, we share ourselves
Left with a reflection of us in the sun

And while I’m gone
This spectrum of colours will stay with me
A vivid promise of days to come
And a story we’ve yet to tell.

ILMX020 The Standard Notation for Isotopes

Though cut from the same cloth, they remained remarkably different from each other in ways neither were even aware of, let alone could explain. For these two physicists who worked side by side, decoding the most complex stories in the universe, there was a fine art to the science they had dedicated their lives to. Sometimes it came at great personal expense.

From high school all the way through college and then into their flourishing careers, they were the closest of partners and the fiercest of competitors. Vying for the same accolades and awards, it dawned on them early on, much to their benefit, to mimic the covalent bonds they studied. Knowing well enough that their single atoms might not achieve the heights of their combined energy, they accelerated their particles in a way no teacher had ever seen before.

The more knowledge they absorbed, the more magnetic the force of attraction became. Passion fuelled their work in the day, and love affair at night. Occasionally philosophies would smash into one another, but the cooler head would always prevail and logic and reason would replace the instability of their atomic energy.

As much as one would occasionally try to exert considerable force of willpower and theory over enough, at the end of the day, they always returned to the same page.