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Jul 2013
Our blood pumps
at an irregular rhythm ;
but still,
I am inviting you
to entrance me,
envelop me,
listen as I saturate you
in melody.


Pull your ears into
your heart,
delicate dancers,
wizards of words,
our rapture rises in the night,
separates the earth from the sky,
pulls together
this, our fortress of fascination …


everything is enticing,
elastic, multi-dimensional.
Written by
the isolate slow faults  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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