I surrender to this perfect chaos;
all things are now possible, all doors are worth opening
and there is no fear. Life begins again
in a parallel universe where miracles occur,
arriving like stars exploding, touching down in my mind like meteors.

And at the epicenter of the cleansing fire,
you, affecting me, zerogravity at the mere thought

you, I am touched by, who remains a mystery yet so well known to me
you, I admire and desire
you, I feel so aligned with

you, who cannot see the forest for the colored trees
you, seeing me through a maze a mile a mass of red tape
for whom love is not all,
not enough

and I orbit

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