Kevin Sonnet Number 37
For the viewer, beauty has the feel of
All the connections of eternity,
For it is through this processing of love
The timeless achieves non-duality.
So, when we turn and lie still and silent
With our touch being the only focus,
Limits melt away and our fears relent
Almost to the point beyond our notice.
There in the heart of quiet acceptance
Do we become mortality’s equal,
Gazing at beauty’s undying expanse
Lacking no beginning, end or sequel.
What matter words when everything else speaks;
When your palms decide to cradle my cheeks.
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