Transcendence

The sky glowed inside me,

and finally I felt it.

Of course I love you!

Finally I felt it.

Finally, warm enough.

Enough to tell you, ‘I love you.’

And how could I not?

The sky glowed inside me,

I swear it.

I could hear the sunset and

feel the flock that flies South.

And finally, I saw you feel the same things.

Of course I love you!

It’s nice to meet you, here.

Yes, (that’s right) I love you, too!

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