When you turned your head, my heart tapped my head.
It said.
RUN.
I don't know where this one is from.
He's gonna render you dumb.
Your lungs will become numb.
Paralyzed in his eyes.
His words are like diamonds,
Sending rays of light.
Enlightened.
Silence.
Indicted my heart to the island of your enticement.
RUN.
Then my feet unable to leave said,
He's perfect.
The man of my dreams.
To which my head said,
Give me a minute.
Disbelief.
You.
My love motif.
And I shot through the atmosphere like a angel propelled by light.
Leaving wings behind I soared and the universe began to demonstrate.
Stars took shapes, taking breaths, in an attempt to explicate.
You.
The how of loving you is a mystery.
The depth of loving you is seen only in the eyes of furthest reaching nebular sea.
The possibility is life defying.
You.
Are mystifying.
I'm left with my heart hanging on stars.
Time travelling through the universe, looking for reservoirs.
Mementos of the memories we never made.
Petrified.
Afraid.
I'll love you from here.
Because I may lose you out there.
From here, our love is pristine.
Caught up in the unforeseen quarantine of the in between.
In between.
You.
And me.
Then my heart tapped my head
And said,
Approach with caution.
To which my head responded.
Love like a Jedi.
Love from the other side of the veil.
Love from the cosmos will not fail.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Under your spell.
Impaled.
Hopeless expanse.
Derailed.
Then you turned your head.
And the universe began to concentrate.
Compiling every memory into the space between you and me.
Compacting every molecule in existence between you and me.
And now, I know how
love and black holes grow.
About the poet Lauren Deja
Lauren Deja is a dynamic artist and holistic healer, blending her talents as a poet, musician, actor, and certified breathwork practitioner. Her work spans the realms of performance and wellness, guiding others toward self-discovery and inner peace. To learn more about her journey, explore her full bio HERE.
Summary
Attraction becomes a cosmic event as the speaker’s heart and mind debate whether to approach someone whose presence seems capable of reorganizing stars, memory, time and space.
Analysis
Deja literalizes the familiar feeling that falling in love changes one’s universe. The poem begins inside the body—heart, head, lungs, feet—but rapidly expands outward into atmosphere, stars, nebulae, time travel and black holes. Heart and mind become competing characters: one warns the speaker to run while the other is drawn toward possibility. That conflict gives the extravagant cosmic imagery an emotional structure. The final black-hole metaphor is especially effective because attraction becomes gravitational compression: every memory and molecule seems forced into the shrinking distance between two people.