How do you share a lifetime of memories? The same way you feed an elephant, one peanut at a time, one day at a time. Running backwards in time, we discover the things which make us the same, our peccadillos, as we travel forward in our new lives. Everything is changed for everyone.
And in this Joy, what is the Void but the event horizon of a portal I linger upon? Indeed, what Void, now? The smoke allows us to glimpse behind the veil and stretch out with our feelings, existing in a deeper state beyond that of just what we can see we feel each other. Through the portals, our windows, we can observe, if not understand, but, it is there. Meanwhile, we dance.
And twirling around, we embrace, leaping for Joy in our hearts that finally this day has come. And we are complete in our choreography...timing our teardrops between the smiles. Holding on to never let go again.
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