Yeah, gone.
They've been taken away.
Repeated statements
Without a hint of ennui.
Always a total pleasure
To give and receive.
This is Black Hole Love.
Surging
Relentless
Accelerating
Towards a concentration
Of minds
Of bodies
Of spirits.
From nought
To boundless
And beyond.
On into the unknown
Yet - known.
How can this be?
Unscripted
Ad lib
Freeform love
Between those who know
And understand.
Really understand.
Strength and skill.
Reliable and rabid.
Two, unlimited.
Esra Sloblock
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twenty-years-gone/
