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Luminous Darkness

Luminous darkness,
       how be you radiant?

Where have you gone,
       O lover of my soul?

  There is no sight of you,
        now unable to touch
           the hand of the eye
                that envisioned me.

You are closer than image,
     than felt sense.
     There are no more lines,
         no edges, no scapes.

           Beyond word of breath,
                  a sigh into breathless
                       silence of union.

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