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The site between one and two


She is a kind woman

Her partner is open

But heat frosts

over time

in these divided days


She is considerate

Her partner is caring

rhythms skip

and love wanes

as their unity falls


as weak, landform pillars

give up their pretences

Crumbling due

to strong winds

Leaving dust in the air


Abrasions and alignments

The wrestling match of life

With patience

they can move

together in spirit


Abrasions and alignments

The humble bond of peace

they become

more like one

than two - in heaven’s flare





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