Your gaze, your words, your life
have touched upon beauty
and my being,
Disturbed by this surprising presence
of which before I had not known.
Am I here for this?
Is this why life has brought me thus?
That I may leave it behind
simply to be,
to be I, and I with your gaze,
your words,
your life?
I have so many questions.
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