breathe
outward
to feel me;
disembodied
spirits meld, aware
only of their heartbeats
coalesced in crescendo...
for distance cannot encumber
two souls intent on becoming one:
each moment, our lives align to converge
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breathe outward to feel me; disembodied spirits meld, aware only of their heartbeats coalesced in crescendo... for distance cannot encumber two souls intent on becoming one: each moment, our lives align to converge Author notesI joined this site on July 21, 2003. Five years now! In a listA contest entry
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