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fiction
the depths
in closeness you become
more my self
than my self has ever been
the mystery of the space in you
unfolds itself in fragile gestures
that unravel my heart
to its most secret edges
in time i feel
as your heart more
than my heart has ever felt
You a place that must hold
such impossible wonders that
in nearness
my heart’s edges burst,
as levees;
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i can not
i can not hold,
as atmospheres,
pure feeling
from such impossible depths
as the depth behind your eyes
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