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Aug 2019
lovers in the mean of hands--

joined in compounding tides,

ease her anthos in opening

hail.

she moans the movements of

signs in stars, as she traces her

birth charts all over his body.

he breathes burning darkness

into her ear, as she shakes with

the safety of the place no one will

find her but him.
*Anthos, flower in Greek.
Onoma
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