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  Jul 2017 Butterflywish
Waldo
There's a place on the edge of existence. A place that exists outside of the dimension of time.
I imagine I'll meet you there again, in the future. In our purest form, raw energy, when we break free from the chains of physicality.
Nothing from "before" that moment will matter. Although, there will be no before here, no present, no after. Just a moment that exists independently from these concepts.
Only in a place like this could we truly be free. A place where petty disagreements and foolish bickering are inconceivable.
Where the differences in religious beliefs, political thought, opinions on race, gender, and sexuality mean nothing.
A place without hatred and fear.
I don't think it is in our nature to hate, some may disagree, but I think such negativity can only exist in the physical realm.
After all, what were we prior to taking this form?
In the beginning there was nothing, only a single point that could be perceived as complete and total unity of every molecule in existence.
Then suddenly, maybe due to intervention from some omnipotent being, an explosion ripped this unity to shreds. Rocketing molecules light years away from each other, never to be whole again.
Let us not forget that we were this oneness.
We were this collection of molecules, coexisting together in an empty void.
I dream that I will meet you in this timeless place, that we will forget all the ideals that have divided us and remember this one simple truth, we are one.
  Jul 2017 Butterflywish
Ma Cherie
I know not of your hands
I know not of your name,
I know not of your face
but I have
always
known you
you are my soul's warm embrace

I have felt you
in their mindless empty touch
closer closer every time
an I need you
very very much,

I have yearned for the freeing
of your loving fingertips
the sanctuary of the warmest arms
and those perfect perfect lips
we can dance in my moon
as we move
slowly
waxing,
waning,
bringing both us back,
as time just slips an slips,
back,
before here
when
I knew you
back there
where
light
lives.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Still looking for my other half somewhere ; ) love you all
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