The beginning of the beginning the end of the end an infinite and
            solitary kiss. A single petal made for words. I breathe in a book of
            love upon my mouth a benediction and a kiss the sound of water
            says what I am thinking. Light and dark earth and sky the embrace
            of lovers. The most beautiful harmony born of opposites the world
            both multiple and one. The imprint of the hand sunk deep in the
            mud or that of the foot the bared belly the knees marked with
            crosses. Sitting there together in the dark knowing each other
            waiting for words. The wind of spring billows silken curtains with
            longing we smell like the spices of the trade our ears nostrils navels
            toes skewered by pearls. I am waiting in your monastic breath.
            Threads that tangle roots sinking into the ground the ebb and
            flow of a wandering energy a glorious body fused into unity the
            body the vessel becoming a lymph of The Tree of Life unspoken
            voices yearning. The joining of two universes internal marriage of
            male and female shadow aura void. Out of the open body comes
            a colored swarm of light images of flight subtending a birth
            separated from the earthly vulval bed the meeting of earth and
            ether. Immersion in the chasm of the body the circle the holy
            enclosure. The eternal image of woman turning the world inside
            out reflections in a body of water. The mystery of endless timeless
            celestial reaches wandering lights flesh hued arabesques waves
            billowing and crashing. Rhythms of wind and water.

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