LP No. 03_2021_trust

this moment
slips ever so gently into
the next…..
as a single breath escapes
those soft round lips:
vulnerable and fleeting.

between the longing,
and gasping, and
roiling anticipation,
behind the need
and want,
beyond all

I tumble back
into infinity,

in me.

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