words fall like tempered glass,
a busted chandelier insinuating
the refraction of gravity
as two masses combine
the strerility
of loneliness is rent,
a collision of desire,
flesh seeking flesh
silver nitrate kisses on skins
emulsion evokes a distended physics
of proximity and fire
passion zooms in on
a pin hole view of infinity,
a singularity
eventually entropy evolves
again
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