Hands cupped, holding a universe of emotion.
At the heart,
A swirling mass of dark matter and compressed gravity.
A black hole,
The center of a galaxy,
With starlit arms spinning outwards,
Gathering,
Holding,
Creating all life.
Joy and death,
Spun together
In perfect harmony.
Neither creating
Or destroying.
A star system of feeling,
Contained in one small human body,
Cupped in a set of hands,
A black hole at the heart.
Collapsed star bringing a new being.
Star matter and dust,
Held together by too many feelings.
Black hole at the heart of it all.