Maybe two souls collide
stars astride, falling
crashing to the ground
the sounds of breaking glass
the shards of breaking stars
on breaking grass until
a breathing soul awakes
shakes the ground with longing
belonging in each other
like none other in the sky
live or die there cannot be
stars in the heavens alike
the price we pay for intimacy
the price we pay for height
and laughter rings in open air
open cares like freedom in a smile
all the while hearts ripping through
the soldered skies for these few things
heaviness brings them falling
falling into orbit with all souls
all souls that fly between the two
the words we breathe and dare not say
that you love me and I
and I
love you
Senator McCormick Responds
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I received this last weekend. This is the first chance I've had to blog
about it.
On March 12, 2026, I pondered this:
Maybe we can get a comment out of...
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