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Gathering


There are many lines between us.

There are vibrations and senses.

I pull one straight line.

It moves, encircling its centre, sloping up, quivering.

Spiraling upwards, gathering, spiraling upwards, gathering.

We are drawn into its enchanted circling

And the space between us is manifested, present.

There is no real void.

A whole world exists in the silence between us.

The line – no longer straight

Encircling its centre,

Spiraling upwards, gathering, spiraling upwards, gathering.

You touch me unintentionally.

I see.

You stare.

Deep is the black of your eyes into which I delve.

I see your stars. They shine so brightly.

I ask about galaxies, about spaces,

And the black infinity echoes, beating to our hearts.

I love you – it's my gift to give.

I love you so I can live.

I am drawn from your depths – not short of breath, relieved and calm.

You love me, that I know.

It's your gift to give.

It's your choice to live.

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