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Aug 2014
He fumbles where I excel
Cut short by feelings
And musings, escaping,
Dripping from my lips,
From opposite extremes, we explore.
I wish I could give you a joy
To set your life in everlasting light

I lose myself in others
Emotions, words, desires
I lose myself and forget where I stand
The ground beneath me turns concrete.
Alone with the earth
I know just me and the universe
And there's nothing else to be known

He fumbles
The feelings are stuck -
Where I am lost he can barely venture
I am subtle while he is coarse
Yet we both watch
As the universe turns
Tumbling its strange orbit

Longing for freedom
Excelling in temptation
In danger, in destructive urge
Spirits soaring
Adrenalin charging
We dance along, the dance of the broken,
The dance of the universe
Written by
Tuesday Pixie
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