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Aug 2012
Your moon is waxing, you dwell in radiance,
as a vibrant woman in my sight.
What remains, partake of it, gorge your senses.
To you, my righteous bounty.
This delectable day .
Leave a window open for me,
That ethereal lovers may join in the essencially linked calm, forevermore.

"Lover, I enfold you."
---You know who calls,
Yes, my voice, it penetrates your walls:
Commencement of laughter, for you heard me,
My call of certainty and comfort.
None are unlovely,
None forsake you: even if they do, what are they?
These words...you must heed
My serene satisfaction,
Thirst quenched, fulfilled need,
You must breathe in this panacea laden air.

"Lover, your hands heal me.
I enfold you in my arms."
You close your eyes, trouble flees, wailing.
You come, from my healing touch,
You rise to the summit, and pen me in your arms.

"It is everything to me
Embracing, I feel you lying in my mind.
Merging, as you and I become we.
Everyday you remain
Your body, andΒ Β your spiritual emanation.
If you could see me, as I see you.
Enfolding you.
You would never question ,
If you are adored and accepted."
Senor Negativo
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Senor Negativo
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