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I slash open
the fine lines
of my veins
to let in the
starry breath
            of night
fresh and fiery
as a snap of chaos
left out
in the firmament
                   to chill,
the frigid air
       weaving an
icy filigree
upon the black
cooling my blood
soothing the
night creatures
        that swerve and sway
beneath my skin
restless as tiny demons
always locked away,
                           within
They emerge from
their hibernation
into the gelid
crackle of air,
zipping over the
sheens of ice floes
unstopped by sudden
change in climate
frozen moss between
                      their claws, their toes
In this icicle-dipped
troposphere  
a burning
descends upon
        my tastebuds
just as if
you have
       kissed me
the ebbs
    of time seemingly  
    bringing you closer
    an energetic wrapping
       up and through
                  my being
like the breathiest of
polar mist
and as I gaze up
    at the tiny
      wisps of light,    
lustrous as the
     full moon scattered,
the astral plane
whirrs deep within me
stirring up my womb
ploughing the fields
                   of my mind
creating riverflow
from icy drought
soothing the
cuts and fissures
and rocky edges
of my aching
prophetess
                heart
Fragile yet callused,
toughened with time
as it beats
beneath the ice
soft as the inside of
a wounded animal
blessed by its hunters
for making itself a gift
to the tribe
apparently
      your warrior's
                    palm alone
                        can melt it
                       down
and sometimes,
          as I get
lost inside deeply
wild tundras,
suddenly
I'm
  found
Listened to while writing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYlNjQ5TTF4

Just fitting:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f3KhR5oDC4
P.
Beauty of my life
Sweetness of my heart
Reflection of my desires and lust
My soul and body can only do one thing when it comes to you
Adored, Adore and still Adoring
Every inch of you
Beauty in my eyes
keep on being this tenderness
Which warms the winter of my soul
Which lights the chimney of my body
You give me all that is good, peaceful and self-contained
You the reflection of my happiness
My white Spring Rose
My ocean is in your eyes
May this Love, be Love, Love, and a Lightening love
I dream of you in ten shades of blue,
belly as beastly as the moon as tarred as the rounds of your eyes, I bud feathers beneath the bulbs of my lungs as your chin crepes down to the sun, I dream of you as the cold bites my blossoming cheeks, palms as big as the sky, as bold as my tongue during a spat over and over again, love and hate and versa and versa, I dream of you during my wake as I lay shaking, bones glued to the pulps of my skin, I dream of you but only as I breathe and so then what of my death, will you leave me as she left you and he, I and her and we, baby, baby, tell me, do you often dream of me too?
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