~
His thirst
Sculptured
Her light
And "vice versa"
With alternation
~
to it, this flow
~
wrapped as one
in corporeal prayer
our midnight service
Prayer of oneness
Reverberates
In my tear
skin in harmony
as the teardrop explodes
Wrapped
I comprehended
We have never been apart
Re-birthed by our prayer
I also comprehended
Why I keep on creating my illusion:
For the vibrancy of that
Teardrop exploding
Time and time again
Those were a glimpse of her colors
Insanely intense
Yet natural through their authenticity
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