Reading

I read your text, without pause, from the first sentence to the final sentence: at every meeting and after it, with every meeting. Without repetition, captivating are the words of your gaze in my eye. Without repetition, captivating are the words of your palm on my skin. An eloquent waterfall, flowing waves, warm and alive, piercing, piercing to the cold, dark angles of my feeling; and therefore transforming; — with no need for a permit — the text of your being: my love...