Inspired by yesterday's prompt... This time on pupils, space (as in the cosmos), and spaces between. Hmmm.
Space
In the space
between you and me:
infinite matter.
A small circle of black
dilates
and the whole world
opens.
Infinite worlds
unfurl
from the pupils
of your eyes
which speak
in declarative tones:
this is love,
that's the end of that.
Full stops enlarged.
No space for speculation.
Density of emotion
pinpointed
intense.
Black holes
to lose time in.
Your face fills mine,
and my face yours;
circumnavigation
of love
come full circle.
The space between us
no longer interstellar
but
navigational,
infinitesimal.
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