the day after he kissed me for the first time, I met with my friend who is an intuitive. she read my coffee grounds and told me that the heart within my heart is the same as the heart within his heart. each day since I see more deeply into her knowing, parsing the mystery of her sentence into greater, sweeter, subtler meanings. love beyond love like mountains of light, like kisses that roll & pull in waves of it— hearts within hearts, made from & bound to the same. all of it, everything.
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