In Every Dear Breath

in that place…
it only exists
between your lips
when you are sleeping

and I am awake…
it’s the same place
between the dark
freshly plowed field

and the deep night sky…
I live there, quick
in every dear breath,
in between them as well

touching your parted teeth
the way moon touches sea
my love touches you
your want touches me

I am a doorway
eternity dwells
and we enter thru
in every dear breath.

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