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Jan 2015
the moment when
our eyes met
between my hands
drumming serpent rhythms
and your hips
flowing like rivers.

I knew we danced before

our trip began
through the cracks
of time space
watching doors undulate
hearing colors sing
giggling in unison.

I knew we danced before

our hands wrapped
while I smoked
cosmic spirit moleculesΒ Β 
your gentle being
a luminous anchor
allowed the flow.
For Zoi.
Thank you.
Brycical
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