he now resides in the one i call home
he becomes everything i claim as my own
he teaches me – in soft subtleties – new pathways
we are – each others – last thought for the century
clinging from the vine, the feeling of infinity – like drinking poisoned wine – but blaming the divinity
our love has stood the test of time?
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