I'm watching you dissolve:
emotions mixed and blending still
light into dark,
doom into daring future,
a taste for solitude
nurtured in community
or a taste for community
nurtured in solitude:
which is it?
A single step
into this pooled reflection
will scatter drops of colored thoughts
rippling out from timid, testing toes:
will it be cold or warm,
this new ocean of oneness;
what unseen chemistry
might strip away the mask,
reveal the common heart that lies beneath?
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