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Jralt
I seek connection with the river of stardust which flows through the infinite ocean of creation I am born, I will live, I will die Creation was never born, it was here all the time, and will be, ever changing Time is the mysterious whisper of infinity Along my journey I will be compassionate, loving and share my spirit I am one tiny grain of sand in the great mandela I am born, I will live, I will die My atoms came from the stars and will be scattered again throughout the galaxies
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
What I Know
If I seek the truth I continue to learn If I continue to learn I continue to grow If I continue to grow I become more today than I was yesterday If I become more I am alive in the fullest sense until my breath ceases
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 8:14 AM UTC
No Matter How Old
i’m not going to apologize for these poems of the flesh for the way my flesh was attracted to yours like cat to danger i’m not going to apologize for the way I’ve worshiped your body and soul for the delicious way your skin curves for how the sight of you has ignited a fire within me your body is as much who you are as the soul I’ve loved them both i’ve desired them both with equal passion to travel the sensual path I seek requires this true beauty is the fusion of body and soul i have never been able to separate one from the other the whole being ignites the person illuminating the night sky like a meteor shower and so i won’t apologize for these songs which sing carnal praises of your soul and flesh enjoy these mirrors they reflect a vision of your beauty, your soul, your spirit, your ****** being the celebration of yourself, the goddess within.
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 8:09 AM UTC
POEMS OF THE FLESH
Sweet innocence of childhood Sensuality with the brilliance of mountain waterfalls careening with silk Rivers and valleys of silver We began as angels kissing the sky For a time we sailed warm winds between the clouds The thief comes aboard as storms burn long into the night In the twilight of dawn tattered sails shake in the breeze Find the shore and wait for inevitable shadows Or make repairs and launch once again Spirit never grows old unless given permission
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 8:06 AM UTC
Angels Kissing the Sky