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Feb 2014
I place my mouth by his ear,
My mind by his form.

I shiver, releasing a faint
withered whisper - the waves
of my tone, like cold water

encircles him, crushing its' way
inwards and bursts the blimp
that it his ego.

It spirals down and breaks down walls-

Opens doors. He sees a warming glow.
It reminds him of a distant lover.

Her exothermic aura a radiant shield
its' colour curved around her curvature.

Their energies once intertwined like
a Venn diagram of tension.
don't let my mind slip
not again
Culpoetry
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Culpoetry  Britain
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