Crossing infinite milky thresholds
I carry a motorcade of flowers:
showy shapes sprawled on uncanny colors.
Then you slide alongside me
Like a peculiar kitten, at home in my world,
pouring silky tunes
whilst our passion, our tenure,
becomes one with the emerald sky.
A sense of fusion, our entanglement
outshines the assertive nothingness
of
everlasting tomorrows to come.
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