When I think of concentric circles
I don’t think about a theory
Not about urban sprawl
Not about math
Tubes, cylinders or discs.
I think about the act
Of you making concentric circles
Round and round on
A warm
And wildly receiving
part of me.
Or about the act
Of joyously making
Concentric circles
Round and round on
A warm
And wildly receiving
Part of you.


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