Could I find you,
Hold you,
Behind you,
Behold you,
In a mirror
Of the second mirror
Where your ringed
Fingers unfold me
Like my origami
Dream within
An opulent dream
Of you denuded from
Your cheongsam,
New emeralds blues;
A star dropping down
Becomes dew on a fern’s
Frond; we travelled far,
Uncovering tattoos of
Kangaroos and atavistic
Disused digeridoos
In a gravitational cave
At the beating start
Of existence, where you
Excavated love, I found
The exquisiteness of you.
Lovely!
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Thank you ☺️
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Beautiful!
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