my faint hopes dream of a fullness with you,
every thought of you brings a sudden fall,
a heart stopped,
to begin,
i follow your movements as my movements' yours,
of the beats of my heart,
you are the third, fourth and the fifth,
this i know,
at least,
and of the first and the second, oh, i forget which,
they intertwine, spiraling, along mine, along yours,
till we are moving within our expressions,
each other making the other,
and all those afterward heartbeats,
gentle and thoughtful,
when once had moved contrary,
are now closer than lockstep,
between us,
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