Broadcast #6
I love you in the quiet space of recollection;
love you ardently in dreams that allow
no measure of restriction; where time drifts
backwards on a whim, eclipsing the Egyptian Dog Star
and Sumarian curiosities. It comes to rest
at the mouth of eternity, with a view
of a world yet to be. In the excitement
of discovering you all over again,
I will time to stand still,
and bind his eyes.
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