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this is how we fall in love

when we fall in love,
first we share our childhoods—
the soft, pink mucosa
of who we are.

we ask our lover
to be a pilgrim, a gentile,
in a supernatural world
that's pent up in our hearts.

Then, our skin meshes
and weaves into a mandala.
This is how we fall in love—
past, future, present—
in that order.