past the point

the function of time and space

an illusion of separation

the idea that we exist without

one another– impossible

 

my heart inextricably tied

and  bound in beauty and

devotion past this physical

plane of existence– past the

point of human comprehension

 

the madness of imagination

the only logic that allows

sense to be made of the

stark reality of distance.

About mandycregan

i'm a mom, partner, healer, writer, business owner and dancer.
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