love is the quiet revolution
of being seen fully without distortion
fully seen by another
as if someone has looked into the depths you hide
and decided to stay
love becomes less about fusion and more about recognition
I see you.
I know who you are.
Eternal transient
some souls carry a nostalgia
as if they have lived your memories
fragments of yourself reflected back
the moment you reach for it
it slips away
reminding you
that even the most familiar reflections
are only passing glimpses
of the eternal transient