This
is the lovers
Golden Hour
the time that proceeds
the initial
attack
of attraction
the time
that will determine
what will become of
this life
this exterior beating life
that exists outside your bodies
separate,
but still your flesh
your blood.
No helicopter flies in,
no camouflaged doctors
apply pressure,
stop profuse bleeding
what will determine
whether this is terminal
is words
bathed in incandescent light
it is the hour before death
and the hour of birth
and it's exquisite splendour
exists
because you cannot yet tell
which it is.
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