Premoniscence

All the deities submit to wordplay,
daily, breaking bread they cannot eat
and dare not share.
Every single blaring offering to you is there,
or here, or in between my ears,
or somewhere too close to be near.
I am aware of how lately I've been waking late,
elated and strangely brave, unafraid of
breaking as I bend into the bed at any hour,
bare and concave

thinking of how your mouth felt like thunder;
you spoke a light into my lunacy
and I write now with arms motorised
by your mesmerising eyes,
they're like quartz and
energise my muscles with
thoughts of our motion.
I am thinning,
male and graceless, and imprecisely
sure,
within,

that one true love is enough for any truthful lover.
I mix reminiscing about
how I thought there was no other,
with premonitions of there never being another,
and I take cover in the void,
now further from you and closer to the truth.

Written for June's Writing Challenge Contest
Prompt: "In the beginning there was nothing and God said 'Let there be light', and there was still nothing but everybody could see it." - Dave Thomas.

(AN: does anybody see the fundamental flaw in this quote..? 'everybody' hadn't been made yet, and by the time they had there was much more than 'still nothing'?! So more accurately, it should read "In the beginning there was nothing and God said, 'Let there be light', and there was still nothing but it could be seen". Yeah loses its charm but it's sort of disappointingly illogical otherwise. Your milage may vary. Feel free to vote, it might shut me up.)