The beginning started from the end
when John Donne keep looking for two better hemispheres for his Good-morrow
he do not know our relationships are broken more than the screens of our phones
the other hemisphere is tired, so it slacks and people die
"if any beauty i did see, which i desired and got, 'twas but a dream of thee"
then where are you hiding my left ventricle?
for thou i promise to live
then where are you hiding my right auricle?
if there's a matching colours that gives flowers life on earth is only thou and I
since it's 21st century, then let's go to the 12 feet den
for we're weaned before then
can you see the left and the right?
they're doing nothing but hailing our love
occupying the space on earth
can you see the sea-geographers?
they're doing nothing but discovering the length and the breadth of our love
that feeds the seas
then where are you hiding? the beauty that holds me
I'm not a brother to Donne
and i don't know if it's love
and if it's it, I love you more than he love his secret hemisphere
this might be a poetry ( that speak on it own)
but it's an AI words
my 21st century creation, for thou and i
I'll love you to the infinity, beyond the death and beyond the path to life.
