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 May 2016 Michael Blonski
Torin
I want to know how your skin glows in the dark
How your touch is the warmth of a rising sun in spring
Your breath on my chest takes my heart to the clouds
Your stomache
Your breast
Mountains I get lost in
I long to know how your saying my name
In the highest reaches of passion
Is the music I was born with in my soul
Your shoulders
Your thighs
The promised land I walk through despair to reach

I wish to see the stars shine in your hair
To know how your eyes drown me in oceans
And shine a billion suns I look into as we feel creation
Your body
Your soul
Your love
Your eternal truth
The reason I have finally found to be

I want to be a god with you
And feel creation
With a warm welcome,
Today's morning cool breeze,
Dropping a post of the
Return of my love ;
Cry of a sorrow crow,
Conveying me the arrival of
My Beloved's coming back ;
Waiting for the moody
Clouds to bring rain,
And make me wet all the way ;
Bringing me a box of heart,
Filled with sweets of love,
Hugging a new life of love !
The spaces between my fingers
Were once filled with a lingering love
now seems to follow the westward winds
and have disappeared with your hands.
& Now I don't.

[Dedicated to the beautiful Summer]
To the grey lurking house flies hovering over filth
the twinkling of stars doesn't matter one bit...*
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