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the temple is up, hounded by sleeplessness--as bodies of dust move thru one another, and will not settle. a rose lie in a space of offering, pacing her folds--as there is love to be had. lapis lazuli twilight, striated with purple harbingers of lovers afoot. impassioned in their unrest, they know there is another in the distance of the life that lives them. to enfold with, secure and brace for the aggressive fade--where this dream's undreamt.
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 12:15 PM UTC
The Temple Is Up
the temple is up, hounded by sleeplessness--as bodies of dust move thru one another, and will not settle. a rose lie in a space of offering, pacing her folds--as there is love to be had. lapis lazuli twilight, striated with purple harbingers of lovers afoot. impassioned in their unrest, they know there is another in the distance of the life that lives them. to enfold with, secure and brace for the aggressive fade--where this dream's undreamt.
Onoma
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 12:15 PM UTC
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