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~~~ reaching hard for words ~~~ enter tip toeing, the loudest noises off, save for a silent, seriously-forming smile, re-designing your face, while in the orbit of early morn, mapping your return to the planetary bed all the while, observing her while closeted, comforted and cloaked, upon their/his landing zone bed, honing your return re-entry voyage home the blonde in her traditional, sleep arms slung in wilding, disarrayed repose, and her breathing stride, regularized and still, yet so humanly unpredictable wild ride and your are surprised by surprising yourself, once again, that you're in this position, when an unforced, yet an enforceable, warm hearted girl-glad, chest centric? envelops and coddles and yet shocking you, that this never-expected-gift is capable of being felt at in over up outside inside below across beneath above and the all encompositional prepositional, throughout forms of its own accord, not asking permission, to exist within your body that not so long ago, forgot where it kept the how-to manual and you, obligatory poet, noblesse oblige, try reaching hard for, top shelf, newly combinated, adjectival adverbial nouns and verb words to encapsulate this shocking development but finding none, save for the the silent, seriously-forming smile, busy re-designing your face, quiet like, it, thunder claps slaps in your mind enough! *your smile is this time self-speaking sufficient and there is no need to reach for words* ~~~ 9:03am The Sabbath 1-15-16 nyc
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
reaching hard for words
~~~ reaching hard for words ~~~ enter tip toeing, the loudest noises off, save for a silent, seriously-forming smile, re-designing your face, while in the orbit of early morn, mapping your return to the planetary bed all the while, observing her while closeted, comforted and cloaked, upon their/his landing zone bed, honing your return re-entry voyage home the blonde in her traditional, sleep arms slung in wilding, disarrayed repose, and her breathing stride, regularized and still, yet so humanly unpredictable wild ride and your are surprised by surprising yourself, once again, that you're in this position, when an unforced, yet an enforceable, warm hearted girl-glad, chest centric? envelops and coddles and yet shocking you, that this never-expected-gift is capable of being felt at in over up outside inside below across beneath above and the all encompositional prepositional, throughout forms of its own accord, not asking permission, to exist within your body that not so long ago, forgot where it kept the how-to manual and you, obligatory poet, noblesse oblige, try reaching hard for, top shelf, newly combinated, adjectival adverbial nouns and verb words to encapsulate this shocking development but finding none, save for the the silent, seriously-forming smile, busy re-designing your face, quiet like, it, thunder claps slaps in your mind enough! *your smile is this time self-speaking sufficient and there is no need to reach for words* ~~~ 9:03am The Sabbath 1-15-16 nyc
nat-lipstadt
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
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