How is it,
even from across this vast horizon's haze,
beyond the distant shores
of sunlight's reaching,
you see me
with such crystalline clarity ~
when others,
standing next to me,
are blind?
There are gentle earthquakes forming
beneath my feet,
a powerful trembling
that caresses from within ~
I sway under your moonlit visions,
delicate stars drifting
underneath my fragile flesh ~
erupting into blooms,
their heavenly fragrances
pour from my eyes
as subtle rain sighs.
Though our fingers cannot touch,
our souls have seemingly mingled
& merged,
a kaleidoscope of rhythm's promise,
a forest filled
with windsong
waiting
to be discovered...














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