The longing is vast.
A flame that excites without warning and burns sometimes for days, blazing through the darkness of my solitude, extinguishing the logic of reason.
The longing is endless.
There is no shore in sight, only the palpable yearning to be united with the rest of me, the desire to be heard without words, the wish to be held without physical shape, to go deeper and deeper in the underworld, supported only by the light of the flame.
Resting on the vibration of song that can be heard by no other.
Sinking into the softness of love that can't be expressed in the realm of the physical.
Boldly trekking forward into unknown territory and never again feeling alone, knowing I have found the self- love in the reflection of your eyes, the self- worth in the corner of your lip, the unconditional love in the soft touch of your hand.
Knowing that I have offered the same.
Knowing there is no space between you and me.
Two flames of the same fire.
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