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Flat pockmarked land is complimented by a cloudless blue sky, which fades to white at the horizon. Broken by concrete, land remains relentlessly forever sprawling. Billboards rise, but aren’t read through speeding car’s windows But forever straight fades into rising and falling waves upon tree-marked land. And then the road floats and the land sits and grows. Through the transparent sometimes speckled glass children watch, but pulling out into cars, parents groan about time lost and families ...

I love is more than or equal to you love, is less than or equal to, us in love, is somewhere high above numbers and variables, an exponent to our equation of affection.

I kiss your heart; from the moisture flowers spring in full bloom. Stroking your hair, strands of locks form a sea of thick brown curls between my languid fingers, which caress softly the ocean on your head. Your body, like a mountain ridge, does have reliefs which I do lay my fingers upon with the care of lover.

I kiss your heart and from the moisture flowers spring in full bloom. Stroking your hair, strands of locks form seas of thick brown curls between my languid fingers, which caress softly the ocean on your head. Your body, like a mountain ridge, does have reliefs which I do lay my fingers upon with the care of lover.

You, and me, and us, and everything that ever was, and is, and will be, lives —singularly— in mind of new born, slowly awaking from the abyss of nothingness to light of existence.