xxanastasiaxx

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what shines in you is not nothing,
though equally clear and blue

and I am old enough to know
I ought to give up wanting to
touch that shining.

What shines anyway?
Stars, cut glass and water
and you in your serene blue shirt

Standing beside a window
while it rains, nothing much going on
intangible.

To put your hand into the light
reveals the hand but the light also
shining is where they touch

Other things made of light:
hallucinations and angels
if I reach my hands into you
will you vanish??