Together by Justin Coslor
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Together we can be alone.
For poetry love honest logic truth
a sense of home a sense of youth.
Ancient north east west south up anoints
To abdicate around about distant points
loop groups of loops unites through nighten day
Songs and twilight guide the way.
A dot not on rumored specular nonsense direct.
A telegraphic phonology a linguistic epistemology.
Words as misprecise sitting standing laying in wait.
Of helpful potentials each blessing a gate.
Train thawed energies of inverse symmetric designs.
Synchronously adapted perpendicularly symbiotic signs.
Every origin a sanctuary a magnificent transfer of mirth.
Every gentle fold a hard turn spanning dialog
in non symmetry yet beauty.
Functional pre matriculating
raindrops in sunlit earth.
Seeds sprouting green up
white roots deep down seeds saved in dry crisp space.
To plan ahead while laying in bed and on the fly inspiring.
There is a time and there is a place.
There is wholesome beauty in thy honest face.
Quick energetic breaths a nice slow pace.
I look forward to our next first embrace.
Call me soon I'll drive in and walk me lean in and kiss
for kiss massage a blanket on the floor.
You are always welcome in my any home.
Together we can be alone.