I'm but a drop of honey
On your tongue,
A drop of wine,
In your cup...
A drop of oil,
On your skin...
A drop of perfume,
On your hair...
Sweet and intoxicating,
I am smooth and soothing
Not seperate from you,
Nor ye seperate from me.
We are not seperate,
But connected...
To love.
We live like two drops,
But merge like two waves
The ocean cries forth,
The storm submerges...
Our ashes.
We're the ripples,
The waveforms...
In spacetime.
End
Subject: This poetry is about loving the mirror self and caring for the beloved one.
Note: Images used are generated using A.I tools and poet's imagination.
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