An attempt to make sense of things in a random universe, one Friday at a time.

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Leaving my footsteps for you to find and follow, my love.

21 August 2009

To that which makes me write

To me you are a wisp of sulfur – ephemeral, evanescent – that takes over my soul and renders it liquid. You make me simmer and leave me to evaporate, to be pure again.

There lies your power. If I fall with you a thousand times into magma, I rise a thousand times glacial water.

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