Tangling Toward

I desire to taste your being with mine
Under sheets of gravitational lulls
where together is easy
and apart stays eternally difficult
A reverse catapult
Where love comes closer when one
attempts flinging it further
tethered and bungee-ed 
and properly flagged in red
(I know you Heard, what my heart said)
 
 

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