Wicked thoughts windup
the neural networks
flooding into the divine
heresy of emotion
rips and tears
the fabric of time
searching for human
connections yawning
open to frantic
screaming outward
visceral in victory
close tight the link
the desperation
no longer evident
atoms combine
the dance begins
the spirits soar
the souls moans
quietly silence stills
motion atomic
hear the sound
heartbeats calming
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