Spherical Equal

2 January 2013

Philia strengthening Eros into

a drug as good as soma.

A madness achieved; a dream as peaceful as a coma.

Adoration, cherishing, love:

I don’t mind when the intersection is perfection.

Parity and equality, a propensity

with intensity that can only climb.

Sweet times.

Sweet times in pursuit of the whole:

Once we had 2 heads, 4 arms, 4 legs

But Zeus cut us in half, I’m convinced;

At least that’s what our laughs have evinced.

I lay in bed, eyes closed to the world,

my heart remains open to its energy,

my soul to your companionship.

We will be so grand.

I will be so loving and zealous.

I’ll make the wind jealous that it must resort to stealing kisses from your lips.

Let’s walk to a familiar cadence.

Let’s absorb the radiance,

because although my tomorrows are yours,

we don’t know when the tour ends.

Lovers and best friends:

my expectation.

We will be so grand.

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