There is a dance where there is just you with the Beloved loving yourself.
No mirrors. No projection or transference.
Just the warmth of the full delight of life everywhere.
All spectrums, all frequencies within the heart attuning to a greater harmony that expands to more greatly embrace itself as more whole.
With the coolness of silence. Full, like gravity, pulling you closer.
And the desire magnitizing itself to only this. Continual completion.
Be/coming, present.
