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fractals (poem)


your inherent chaos

astounds me,

as I aim to replicate

your being in mine.

this captivating eternity

ebbs and flows

to a cohesive sigh,

that sends your patterns into motion

once again.


a hypnotic togetherness

of sensations

occupies my mind,

and generously teaches me

the intricate steps

to your rhythm.




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