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Jan 2018
was she naked

she was kissing her again
her wings styled
on
me
what form she has taken
breath like cool rains mint
her feathers dance to catch me
falling through clouds
further through
the
limiting
she has
awoken me
swallowing
these flames
her breath
rests
over
me
prodigiouly vigorous dancing
?













...
..
.
oh our moods
how
we
are
still here
...
branded glaciers GE
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branded glaciers GE
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