i saw the seen within you
the love when you realize
how it feels
the poem abstractly direct
and all fallen leaves which
maybe crumble beneath my
dreams analog ascension
exactly toward a beautiful
connection of spirit:
To taste with eyes
to kiss with tongue
because i am the descendant
of all love as you as us
as we as me as all

it is my heart that proclaims
all fiction a rhythm of wind
blowing a story of the beginning
and ending of all stories told

an exogenesis of Eros

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