The quintessence of souls abound
in surround sound of helplessness
of one will stretched toward another
lessening each enough for the bonding
to occur in the deafening silence
of the sacrificial air that fills the
crevices of understanding
then crest the rivers edge
in flowing search of
Love's wanting heart.


Vicki, the silence, only true loving souls merged in utter surrender can accept the silence filling the spaces, this is incredible, I just adore reading you.

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Only that in you which is me can hear what I am saying...