Love is but
that is would be
Expressed
For what is
Love but
Light
For what is Light
Or passion
Or pleasure
Than
Different faces
of the
Divine
To dress
To become
Naked again
Feel my caress
As you love
Washing over
in
Through
And all around
You.
In loving you
I am loving me
In that place
I can know myself.
For we are not
Without the other
It is in the dance
Of You and Me
That is discovered
WE
-Hailey Dawn Armstrong
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