2.2.1

I looked into your eyes, from which illuminating rays burst like breath from your mouth. I drank the light through the holes in my face, and tasted its consonance with my tongue. You can imagine how lovely the place is where there is so much light. I could see in perfect clarity your form projecting this brilliance as well as appearing before it. And I wove the light through the holes in my face and in this way turned the rays back to you, and you returned them to me, so that we made a perfect sphere of light.
 
 
 
 
 

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