I have found it beneath the texture of the tangible
In your ear,
Under the skin of your arm
Below the apex of your heart
The soles of your feet and the palms of your hands
Held between the free expanse of enclosed arms
Listening to your chest
Waiting as hope beats through your ribs and into my ear
Sailing on the peaceful waters there...
This joy is consuming
Sacred and strong
Whispering to me
I have your love
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