And Hypatia of Alexandria said

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In all things

there is symmetry.

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Give me your hand,

feel here…

Aren’t they pretty?

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Can you feel

behind them the beat

of an organ, four chambered?

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It pumps and pumps

fire-water

through tiny, twin-shored rivers.

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See? I’ve made you touch

and the blush of their flow

has followed your fingers.

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There is symmetry in woman

and man,

and also between them.

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You have but to trace

the estuary

where the symmetry of my legs merges.

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Feel how I dawn

on the lighthouse

you’ve uncovered.

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Feel how the cupola

melds into the sky,

that I am.

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Hear,

hear the symmetric gasps,

as I rain upon you

and it fills me.

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Now, now,

don’t be greedy

on these new shores, sailor.

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That’s it,

go slow, like the tide. 

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So we can arrive

at the same time

to the treasure.