You – how far away you are and still I find all of you inside me – I woke up this morning before the sky’d been cast in light and I thought of you – neigh, I felt you – your soul against my skin – that’s what it always was, love – the two of us really one thing, pressing to meet itself though our flesh – we knew we were never separate, which made it easier to separate – it didn’t ruin you, really, these are just the words that we use in hyperbole to mean what we think we mean –when really what we mean is this – there’s a dark place inside where we will always be alone – but my home is your home – and – I love the love that you are, and I see how it permeates time and space to touch my heart’s center as soon as I call you to mind – and I don’t know how to love you in the flesh in this space and time in a way that would suit these scared, territorial, change-averse animals – but I am willing to take these animals along for the ride that our souls have already chosen – I long to feel the flood of relief in choosing the chosen – consumed not by the weight of deliberation but the wild joy of the adventure – of rupture to rapture – knowing that we can’t go wrong – heavenly sparks in human cloths – you will find everything and nothing in my eyes – and this, I give to you, wholly, holy.