The shape of love

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Do you know
What love looks like?

We close in
You breathe out
Warmth seeps in me
Like a pilgrim of solace
And I am a destitute
Shivering
In a cold desert night.

I close my eyes and move in
Searching the end of my endlessness
Like shores and rivers
Like the sky and the horizon
Like leaves and raindrops
Like the last piece
Solving two puzzles
Like two silent questions
Answered
By the same sign.

The way they bind
Your lips and mine
Meeting each other
The sole way they know
The sole way
To make

The shape of our love.