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#Of the night,

comes a delicate veil,

wrapping like a cuddle,

heralding comfort,

whispering dreams to lovers,

blowing kisses to the dark,

teasing peaceful promises,

of the night.
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© Pagan Paul
I choose to be empty--it purifies me, it's a process of letting go, of renunciation, of selflessness-- in being nothing, I find my true self, and the weariness and angst of living melts away like the dew in the sun and the dispersing of the clouds.

  copyright 2025
You dazzle
I am only an ember
A force field surrounds us,
a bubble of love.
We roll and tumble inside.

Oblivious to the world beyond.
Our love is our guide.

Your body, a road map to my soul.
I meander the highways and byways.

The curves and valleys of your flesh,
A journey that seeks no end.

I'm lost and found in you.

Destined to travel forever
in your eyes.

Endlessly,
lovingly,
and truly,
lost in your eyes.
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 Dec 2024 Sara Brummer
Emma
blade meets silver scales,
flesh protests with fleeting thrash—
life yields to the sea.

plastic wraps the gills,
airless world beneath the waves—
drowning without fight.

carried far away,
a graveyard of shining fins—
nature's quiet plea.
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