this is good...it could be viewed in one of three ways:
1) a very erotic way...which is well put and well worded
2) a metaphorical love poem..which is well hidden but not too hard to find
or:
3)a poem about someone who is really mad

either way this is a god poem..the abundance yet lack of details makes it one of those poems with a meaning that is anyone's game...like you said..it's a kewl quality..very good

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"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"
~Alice

As always, you never fail to tickle a smile from my lips. Your imagery and metaphors still warm me.

I can see this piece as one of carnal desire. "For a second, hearts collide. / Then, with a roar, they separate," where the colliding hearts and roar could represent orgasm, the yearn for which I also see in "Disperse within your depths.".

I could also envision a beating heart, hence the "capillareactions" as an expression of actions of the capillaries. "Rushing, with a thrumming beat. / Fulfilling me…filling you." are two lines describing the blood coursing through our veins.

What intertwined, enriching connections those two levels of this work have! Of course, you wove much more into it, but these stand most prominent to me.

Well-crafted.

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I' mi son un' che, quando Amor mi spira, noto, e a quel modo ch'e' ditta dentro, vo significando.

thank you maam. actually i was thinking less on the orgasmic level and more on the blood metaphor level. also there was an important scientific aspect in the piece. demos gracias. and je t'adore.

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sleep well sweet darling, and wake to fight another day. A losing battle with eternity. Another sin filled day of longing for perfection, waiting for death's loving kiss.

my that was rather melodramatic, why not stop the world and let me spin?

I'll come back and look at this again. The scientific level.... Well, you've certainly left me curious.

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I' mi son un' che, quando Amor mi spira, noto, e a quel modo ch'e' ditta dentro, vo significando.