my beautiful love
steps back with me
into darkness,
losing sense and knowledge
we fall into the beginning,
soft and supple
coupled around our bodies
a light springs eternal;
our hands are as new
as tomorrow
having never been,
and the sweet sorrow
of death
having never been,
we reach silence
where all universes
and in the very vanishing
love --
my beautiful

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