Shining and Heavy with Love

I owe the universe a great debt
for letting my soul
return to this much
joy once again.

The payment is lengthy
and has me swapping slumber
and a single breath at a time,
gasping with pleasure
toward the end
of all endings,

each small coin
shining and heavy
with love,

until the fuse
of this lifeline
fizzles
at the frayed ends
of  these measured days

and releases me back
to forgetting
how it all fits

together.