Life; travel.
Death; travel.
Gravity holds the hands of time.
This love line becomes malleable.
Physicality sketched on an algorithmic line.
In the skin of it.
Layers and layers.
Is a dimensional calculation.
The visions; the senses
Relocated with a renewing connection.
The growth; the nourishment.
A plan of something unexpected.
Glowing with life but in the dark..
A pulsing vessel of intellectual vibration.
Organics of proof
Share the separation of space travel.
On a plane we lay, singular.
Inner course we, together, construct our answer.
~ B
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