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Spaces

                                                                  

 

There seems to be nothing paradoxical

About how we grow closer, closer,

Even as we appreciate the days we remain apart,

Staying connected to the private spaces

We've carved out of our independent hearts,

Where we go to compose our poetic codas,

Choreograph our climactic balletic pirouettes,

Bring closure to any open-endedness

Our souls might find untenable.

 

Both of us know these caesuras

Make, of our closeness, a wholeness,

Allow us, when we do come together,

To experience surprise, on kissing, embracing,

Gazing into our eyes' sunrises,

And feel how rejuvenating renascence can be

For two spirits who, periodically,

Keep their nearness at a distance so close,

They can almost hear each other breathing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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