The river of intention flowing across this infinite space, as emptiness between millions of stars burning the black night into an immortal fire.
This space sensed, not seen, compressed, not eliminated. Down this hole we both fall as shooting stars across a burning sky.
A touch flowing in a diamond river, a kiss burning the forest down under, rising its nature to the Moon, crying for the wolf to end this twisting winds of words laid on fall leaves dressing this bed of fire.
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