The gravity of you exploding.
You form the geography of me.
I am, as becoming, one.
If we part I could not breathe,
I would disappear
in twilight or in sun.
There would be no trace
except your form
my hand holding,
and the figure of your face
looking toward my own,
as eyes close
watching sunset descending.
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