When the nights are darkest, and the gap between here and there is small, I find your deep ocean heartbeat. In that vacuum there is no up, down or relief into light. Only the pressure of everything compressing inwards. It's the blackest night in Joshua Tree... and you are there. A piece of you in every molecule I breathe.
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