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Aug 2017
Unearthly bliss
Was the sound
Of tidal waves
Crashing against her bare hips.

The curve of her lips
As she sang
With eyes closed.
Eighth notes ignited
Like a crisp fire
During the stinging cold

My love-
She is a hurricane
Of violent passion and
extraordinary strength

My Beloved,
Embrace me with
Golden arms
And tell me
All of the different ways
That you fell in love.
Antionicia
Written by
Antionicia  18/F/Mesa
(18/F/Mesa)   
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     anu and Jamadhi Verse
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