I wait for you, My Love.
“Until when?” my heart cries
From the Timeless Valley.
But my disposition is settled.
The disciplined groove
Determined, resolved,
Finds an easy orbit
In the holding pattern,
The decade plan,
Or each continuing millennia,
Until your soul relaxes
With mine, in binary pulsar rhythm,
And we are pulled in centripetal force together
Into unity.
One focused point
And brilliant light flash,
And then, we disappear in merge.
-jenn long
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