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The softness of the world multiplies in your embrace, 

When I place my hands around your waist, 

The distance we call space 

Closes— 

 

Your core, 

A gentle rhythmic song 

Of pure light 

It pulses— 

In soft, soothing tempo, 

Piano Allegro 

 

Your light engulfs my being slow and  

So kindly, I 

Can neglect my shadow— 

The shape of a man but hollow. 

 

When put next to you 

That subtle light you call the sun 

Sets in shame against your warmth, 

How you both rise and give life  

To the fruits, the beasts; 

Your presence breathes air into me as the wind to the trees— 

 

If tenderness were a home, 

Then you and I, we’ve built the gate, 

Where the gaps of  

Negative space 

Are filled with mine,  

  Soulmate.