Monday, April 29, 2019


I am so close, I may look distant.

So completely mixed with you, I may look separate.

So out in the open, I appear hidden.

So silent, because I am constantly talking with you.

  The clear bead at the center
changes everything.

There are
no edges to my loving now.

You’ve heard it said there’s
a window that opens from one
mind to another,

but if there’s no wall,
there’s no need for
fitting the window, or the latch.



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