The Singularity

Infinity is more interesting
when it starts as a visible pre-asymptotic ramp
to which it commits, totally,
approaching one number on the line
a faith that shivers 
at its own impossible partner:
We may never meet
but you are me in every sense.
As time goes on
we won't get our midnight.

Stumbles happen before 
a parallel pair dances
through the ceiling
watching the wall 
no belief could break.