What is left to collect?
Nothing.
Only do I feel kisses on the wind
Radiance received and returned again
In Truth, we could never be apart
Yes, My Heart broke open and it bloomed
Vines, blossoms, butterflies...
a stray centipede makes it's way across a home that knows not time
only to be captured in a dream of distance and separation
If I can touch not your body, so may I touch your soul...
If I can kiss not your lips, so may I sing softly our song...
If I can breathe not your breath, so may I inhale your presence...
May I radiate this Love
Forever unto Infinity
