CONCEPTION [by Phil]
The more intimately we explored the land of our friendship
the stranger it grew
as it grew
as we grew
touching the skies of each other
tossing the sun laughing...
warm through the earth of the cosmos
reflected dancing in night's overflowing spring,
warmed forever by dimpled constellations threaded
with our imagination and passion
completely freed.
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