Forces larger than yourself stretch
Into the cosmos to find a mate.
The timing Gods convene to swirl
Another soul in your direction.
Somehow this kiss that comes
Allows light, instructs emotions,
Creates a fleeting chance to turn
Years of despair into flourishes of art.
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