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Sep 2017
Two souls mixed
like ingredients in a blender,
stirred, mixed and shaken,
blended into something new,
spilled, just a puddle on the floor.

Poured from one vessel to another,
the flavors shared,
lips licking and tongues lapping,
experiences, transverse the divide,
a distance no longer, now bridged.

Free flowing emotions,
writhe, toss, turn and shift,
senses heightened and dulled,
dichotomies entertwining,
a drunken free for all,
trapped in a pistoning stimulant.

Smells and flavors scent the air,
spills drip here and there,
sticky reminders of,
how messy this can be,
cleaning it up, and relieving the memory.
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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