I stand still and you are moving. I move and you stand still.
All this brings my enthusiasm to ecstatic depths.
To know you, is to stand in your awe, and sink into it.
I am only imagining your face,
every beauty of you irresistible and magic
it cannot be imagined.
Every word you utter, all the wine you pour, each way you open wide the gates of every healthy intimacy, if I could look in, constantly
and never give up
if I could just keep the lids open
without a single centrifugal blink
If I could set aside all illusions
and just drink
this ever present goblet of your Divine elaborate cloak
without question
the Source
would be revealed
I Love You
Your Beloved
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