transcendence, embrace
he recited my poetry at the local bar downtown.
my solider, my soulmate.
lights.
reflections.
mirrors.
that was the name of his poem (well technically mine)
an embrace of transcendence, an embrace of color.
let me feel the glow of your skin.
he said.
unblemished.
he said.
hold me while I hold my hands.
glowing and growing freely.
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