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I get so close I feel the heat
of the thing I'll never hold
the curve and I will never meet
no matter how the years are told
Asymptote, asymptote
the distance halves and halves and stays
a love, a note, a thing I wrote
that nearly, nearly says
Forever is a kind of math
where almost is the whole
I walk the ever-narrowing path
toward an unreachable pole
And maybe that's the tenderest art
to lean forever, never part
to want the line and not the end
to almost touch, my almost friend
Asymptote, asymptote
the distance halves and halves and stays
a love, a note, a thing I wrote
that nearly, nearly says