carving memories blood deep,
burying me into you and back into me.
our elements clutching one another,
violently, shattering molecules,
each piece reflecting something different.
the scientists cannot define it,
the violence, a mere whisper in their ears,
a whirlwind in ours,
mirrored only by the matter
that once swirled the dust and the stars
into earth.
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