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Eyes deep and dark as if linked to the primordial abyss, It was as if " " could see further than the blank faces of truths and lies It was as if " " could clearly see what is and what is not. Voice commanding attention like the horns of heavens army and as soothing as it's zithers, " " lips its succulent strings. Body as bountiful as the late harvest " " delicacies just as sweet miracles when " " legs part blessing falling from my chin to my feet,ceremony a Thanks giving for this decadent feast. A self, if I don't help , watering flower blooming how and when ever it sees fit. Passion like the sun, radiant and all illuminating but tempered by a mind like the moon on a still pond, while it seems grounded it's true home is in the sky amongst the stars.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
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Eyes deep and dark as if linked to the primordial abyss, It was as if " " could see further than the blank faces of truths and lies It was as if " " could clearly see what is and what is not. Voice commanding attention like the horns of heavens army and as soothing as it's zithers, " " lips its succulent strings. Body as bountiful as the late harvest " " delicacies just as sweet miracles when " " legs part blessing falling from my chin to my feet,ceremony a Thanks giving for this decadent feast. A self, if I don't help , watering flower blooming how and when ever it sees fit. Passion like the sun, radiant and all illuminating but tempered by a mind like the moon on a still pond, while it seems grounded it's true home is in the sky amongst the stars.
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26/M/South African
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
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