if my dreams were something I could share
I would not be watching the flames rising
around the edges of all I have built from emptiness
-this is the price I pay when my heart doesn't stop to look, to taste
go back again, die trying
when it silently divides from one into two
the divine is not mine to give
it is all around us, in between us
its face cannot be hid
i fear explaining the inexplicable
i cannot see what is
mine, yours
all I know is
this light
changes
every thing
<3
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