Only your eyes, my Love through which to see the world.
I give all less, illusion, grabbing, holding of myself
that separates "me" from you
until nothing is held to, clinging no longer, letting go of attachment - even that of letting go.
becoming in breath and heart, dying in each breath, being born anew in the presence of your being
until in heart there is only your vision
and perceiver and perceived is one, not two.