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1994

Falling In Love

Falling, like an apple, creating
a concept that attracts others.
That lives. That's love.

Falls that reach high -- intoxicated
sprays that moisten faces and facades.
That's nurture. Its nature.

Falling, getting a lift on the buoyancy
of smiles -- driven to a lifetime of friendship.
Always heals. Also hales.

Falls, not high, but many --
a non-stop trip to ecstacy.
No mirage. That's marriage.
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Thoughts Of Love On A Flight From Moscow To London

'The sole remaining task for philosophy is the analysis of language.'
-- Wittgenstein

When distance dethrones speech
from its usual progenative role
you talk to me as stars

talk to other stars. Light
soundlessly gnawing, pawing or just
giving warmth distance needs.

Red shifts may exist, giving
life to photons that break away from
mere philosophy to

the anthropic law of
decoding love, allowing us to
become one, immortal.
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Marriage

What is
Is beautiful.

What I see
Is individual.

When what I see
Is, what is --
I cease to be.
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