When we enter into each other like this,
the beauty of this moment deepens
into the center of being, intimacy intensifies itself
and we taste the sweetness that never fades,
unborn and undying.
One day I spoke of this truth in public
and the ego was deeply disappointed and
dismayed Because there are no obituaries
to read. There are only wedding songs.
My friend,
you're more beautiful
than Hope.
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