Empty
we yearn
heart burns
we seek
a peek
caress
of bliss
that we
may be
one with
the flow
that fills
us now
divine
sublime
stretch time
melding
tick tock
moments
vanish
we merge
space too
love spews
we fly
wingless
we rise
thoughtless
silence
stillness
the way
inwards
07-March-2021
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