un conscious un coupling

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i came to love my life,

a joy-carrier.

 

daily i walked the distance between

truth and highly classified lies,

 

knowing that no faith could

contain, fully communicate god;

 

some day she would do that herself.

 

i came to love our life,

a bifurcated vision,

 

mostly light,

but no heat:

 

a fluorescent union

 

with a predilection for

magically suspended moments,

 

empty of intention:

 

the delicate window of in-between

after the vows and before the dance party;

 

the sweet smell lingering in the

house hours after breakfast bacon;

 

the glint and glow of muted candles

in the night bedroom.

 

i came to love my life,

like being put on

 

by two large hands,

clapping;

 

and while loving

and not loving,

 

the coupling knew

what to do,

 

knew how to grow together and then apart.

 

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