Poem 510








Baby.. hold me.
I’m more real than real.
I am the anchor
tethering you
in these stormy waters..
keeping you still.

And even if reality
around you
melts away..
know me as
your universal constant.
I am here to stay.

And know
that when you gaze
into The Singularity
behind my eyes..
that it is yours..
as much as it is mine.

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