Holdoff

So close to the tips of the fingers
And the depth of the heart
And the depth of unity
Arduous is the road of the burden
Without navigation without sound
At a blanket's distance sewn and threadbare
Overshadowing the pathlet
Forever cringing forward
Edging, gravitating, mind-bending
Asking the impossible of the soul
Inhaling the cast energy
So that the rest is not just a reservoir
For the trickling still backwards
Affection
And the gushing flashing sideways
Attention
Not sorry
Not ruining it
And always forever motivated by your defiance

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