It was never just one thing
or one way
she loved
whether slow, a savoring taste
or urgent
an irrepressible hunger
every time her senses
came alive
wonder and passion
a palette to paint her days
mind, body, and soul speaking
at once
a language she was fluent in
she embraced all
the dark
the light
and in doing so
surrendered all
to the unknown
filled with the sense that she’d arrived
where she’d never been
but was already known
:
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