Seeking

I find myself in the silence of your breath,
     in the rising and falling of it,
I find myself in the words you never speak,
I find myself when I my fingers run through your hair;
    when time has no meaning left,
    neither does my name as an identity, nor my physical body,
I find myself in the sparkle of your eyes,
    in that deep awareness within us that knows,
I find myself in the spaciousness I constantly feel in my heart,
    I find myself in love...

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