arc of breath across flesh of bone
arm of limb lifted among wings
blood of skin seated on the rib
followed by light
my heart steered by the movement
now i'm lifted by the sounds
spinning signals enter with peace
my antenna is sky high.
across the desert, conversing with wind
and among the silent
who here has extended sensitivity
when the moment of union
transmutes the appearance of love?
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