Dancing Horizons

Somewhere between
brutality and the distance of time
there exists a silence
born of pleasure and pain
balanced, without discrepancy
unlimited in its dissolution of Ferocity
Injustice, Grief
floating like an unexpected iceberg
Overwhelming in beauty
Frightening in enormity

There lies our love
a brushstroke of luck,
fortunate occurrences
A place of liquidated greed
nuanced with generosity
Sweet as a freshly picked apple
without a destructive Eve
to take the blame for existence

We will meet there
to embrace each other heartily
A comfortable lust of appreciation


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