To Infinity

There's a room in my heart I never built;
there's an idol in it I never kept.
And yet I have gone there at times and wept;
knelt, worshipped and also forgotten guilt.

There's a space in my mind that sprung a chasm
and through it I often escape a spring.
Penetrated, I'm empty, I'm nothing!
There's a hollow that leads me to orgasm.

Have you ever seen two galaxies mate?
Outstretched their arms, they spin a unity -
I have revelled in such oneness aplenty.

There's a field in my view that I relate
to dots and their indivisibility;
there's a way I know... to 'infinity'.