caught by a whisper empty of sound
thoughtbare, the color of flesh
one embracing smell
perfectly imperfect
curling from corners into corners, falling about
deep deep, the endlessly reaching cry
stringing a brilliance
neither dark nor light, blowing no where
then suddenly, from where
pivoting inside out
overflowing, tumbling fully alive
caressing all awareness, lost and found
cast into complete being
as the timeless time to come ever ignites
upon the kiss neverending
designating time
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