I search for inspiration
in the ticking of the clock
the meter, the melody,
the vibration
DNA
giving rhythm to my heart
I chase strands of time
too fine to loom
as they tighten,
thin
string a new dimension
too deep, too far, too all
neurons
leaping lights
across the universe
Your hand
once centered right in my palm
rises above, beyond
my dreams for you, my love for you
my life I gladly give for you
as you suspend
the natural pull of gravity
I inhale
the beating of your heart
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