You walked under the trees of the garden Fingertips touching each braille of bark You Paused, Listening so carefully to the breeze moving every branch, that you began to imagine the Unthinkable, the not-yet-real. Your partner had his head down, reverently laying bricks over the Outlined Path But you! Oh glorious Eve You heard a whisper not yet Spoken, Saw colors not yet given a Name And with cut-throat honesty and a dripping heart You chose to Bite To Chew To Step To Fall Did you see Each of us Swirling, Plummeting When you chose to break the beauty you […]
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