Posting to G 42

Finally, you!

But what will i do when you approach me?

How is it possible in reality, since needing you has become you in your absence?

When you return to me, Love

Will the world turn on its axis, the cosmos do a full rotation, and i fall down, dead at your feet, G, refashioned under a new sun, emerging into bliss?

For this is where it all converges

In our greeting