She was a doorway
Opening onto the light
She was the light
Within this doorway
She stood like the single
Aperture of the night
A last molded pupil
Of flesh
Dilated entirely by
The absolute & eloquent
Profile of
Desire
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A doorway at
The tunnel of the body
More luminous
Than the mind
Where he stood before her
Every filament ablaze
Every lens of
Consciousness et cetera
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The molten speed of a moment
Signaling the arrival
Bodies upon a shifting
Plain of stars
So blank not even the shadow
Of the moon might arrive
Without the suture
Of surprise