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When I ****** deeply, patient, I wish to be enveloped in your flesh, to become your breath and to be exhaled sharp from your chest, refreshed and burning . With each entry turning over into dust, wet and mixed thick into yearning galactic pools, coaxing each and every fleck of spinning particulate to the center . When I enter make space for me and you to be opened in transparency by the sunlight like morning glories, watching in rapture the sun rise over the event horizon .
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
Love Made Morning
When I ****** deeply, patient, I wish to be enveloped in your flesh, to become your breath and to be exhaled sharp from your chest, refreshed and burning . With each entry turning over into dust, wet and mixed thick into yearning galactic pools, coaxing each and every fleck of spinning particulate to the center . When I enter make space for me and you to be opened in transparency by the sunlight like morning glories, watching in rapture the sun rise over the event horizon .
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
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