I love you to the ends of the earth,
which --
there are not.
My love for you with no end,
like the circling
spherical constant curve
of our planet,
in every direction,
bringing you back to the start,
to the heart,
without fail.
Like the cycle of blood --
out through my arteries
back through my veins
to my heart
like the quickening completion
of each beat's circulation
when your fingertips brush against me
unexpectedly
This is how I love you --
Again
and again
to the earth's ends,
which are not.
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