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  • prestonbryant93
    • Dec 29, 2018
    • 1 min read

Break This Bread With Me

I am a point inside the infinite, listening

To the steps of my own creation.

I am a ray of light from a sun these senses

cannot fathom, covered in a love beyond all romance.

But still, I kiss the world.

I am stained with perfection, but my heart

still yearns for the sweetness of transitory moments

that pour like dreams from my transparent cup—

Break this bread with me.

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