whose love comes before love.
Plunge me into shame, soul
of joy. Touch me,
Only to show how untouched I am. See me,
Only so I curl in on myself. Wrung
with loneliness I drip into the ocean. Fired
with despair, I am a speck of sand flowing into glass. You,
you cannot be so far that I won't reach for you. And I,
in the dark, don't even need to close my eyes to see your face.
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