In the sorrow of solitude
I write invisible letters
Send them through the sea
Wait for the sun to burn
Infinity into a capsule
Held captive by these
Lonely hands
Imagine my breath
Upon your breath
Building enigmas
And conundrums
With hands intertwined
You are never mine
As long as I am yours
This belonging
A one way street
A cul-de-sac
A dead end
A flower in my hair
Fed by fires
Too weak to consume
Your spirit
A portent of heaven
My tongue
The staff to your serpent
It is Biblical
The way this love is pure
Untouched by ego
Fortified by desire
When will you be mine
The stars dared to answer
I dared not listen.
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