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i feel so held in the cradle of the canyon the dips in the earth the way she swells and wants my eyes to know it the way she bathes my breath in tiny ice crystals as i stare frosty-eyed, at her dusted in snow it all is a caress - soft as sheets floating, fluttering, onto skin as lover makes the bed around you her voice softens to a whisper of pine needles in wind as cold dampens, assuages, sound every cell is called to calm drawn to a hush i think i can close my eyes and rest here i think i can open my ribcage to more breath sweet and crisp inspiration hushed sip i think i can soften into the blankets laid out for me under these trees a sensational winter picnic a cordial invitation from earth and saraswati
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Dec 8, 2023
Dec 8, 2023 at 10:53 PM UTC
the veil thin
i feel so held in the cradle of the canyon the dips in the earth the way she swells and wants my eyes to know it the way she bathes my breath in tiny ice crystals as i stare frosty-eyed, at her dusted in snow it all is a caress - soft as sheets floating, fluttering, onto skin as lover makes the bed around you her voice softens to a whisper of pine needles in wind as cold dampens, assuages, sound every cell is called to calm drawn to a hush i think i can close my eyes and rest here i think i can open my ribcage to more breath sweet and crisp inspiration hushed sip i think i can soften into the blankets laid out for me under these trees a sensational winter picnic a cordial invitation from earth and saraswati
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26/Genderqueer
Dec 8, 2023
Dec 8, 2023 at 10:53 PM UTC
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