Love Poem: Conquest
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Written by: Matt Caliri

Conquest

...And then they speak of un-translatable conquests,
Though my face looks so much like your face
And our voices can get caught and surprised in mutual, glancing harmony
Over and over and then something else always occurs.

That altering conquest
Where the thing called "love" is pushed aside
For a shinier jewel,
Where your face is definitively strange
And you become the "other,"

And our union waits for the reunion;
And they keep speaking of it in warping language,
Salted from life's breathe,
Because we all learn as we go,
Finally  finding that all rivers flow to the sea,
All conquests being  the one multitudinous leap
Into that tongueless all-glowing haze
Where love bleeds into mouths.
Skinless and earthless we receive and
Exhale ancient space.
The space of permanent peace.