When you first discover love, you find something to lose;
not quite yourself, a place apart that you’re afraid to lose.
But then you realize that time itself is meaningless and small,
an artificial sense of space too infinite to lose.
Inside each single moment, in that space between your breaths,
exists an entire universe where we find what we lose.
There is no separation between you and your beloved;
illusions of both time and space become just tools you lose.
And as the lines evaporate, observer and observed
become an integrated, simple thing with nothing left to lose.
02 Jun 2025
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