A PLAIN LOVE POEM
What you don't know is
I savor the idea of your molecules
mixing with mine.
We're ancient.
It makes sense.
We were once formed in the sun
and probably then
I told you how beautiful
you were.
and also, I breathe you in.
I can't think about the complexity -
you and me,
dancing molecularly.
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