as we lie together

minds and bodies entwined

in perfect, formless symmetry

boundaries diffuse all around


like the smell of the flowers

in your hair

and I wonder if your oustretched arm

is not my own

and I wonder how I missed

once again

that delicate moment

when the unscientific chemistry

of our primitive, basal being


a single heartbeat

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