Awakening.  Novel-time begins.  Movement

Minute one:  Evocation of Eterna’s face

The kisses you denied me bite your lips
Biting each other
lips make each other bitter

You write the manuscript of this your novel where
I give you my spirit as you gave me yours

And for what I could not be, I have your
Gesture of divine sadness, of your I Cannot,
In this denial my being made whole

Whole persona, you raised me in the no “Living”
And how much more in Loving.

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