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Oct 2014
Turning into peach
I feel a tender baby
My young ****** heart
Unspoiled by the world
Like a seed it carries
All my future growth

Living within an empty casket
A vessel of infinite space
The hardest peach stone
Two half's , In GODS two
Hands he holds me tight
Within the hardest rock
I feel cradled and protected
Trusting the whole
As it carries me safely

Shinning brightly within
My blistering white core
Curled up deeply
My space , I site silently
Contemplating peacefully
As all attacks from the
World can not touch me
My chest expands with the
Growing space inside me
Where I feel the world
And my love ,which
Sit beside me

Rolling outwardly I radiate
Yellow like the sun
Shining brightly
As I feel many flavored
Layers of delicious juice
Wrapped in my body
Bathed in a fleshy beauty
I am rich in blissful
Golden bounty

As I reach out
I touch the world
With a delicate hair
On my furry surface
Of soft carpets and sofa's
Fluffy blankets and cushions
Where hearts and souls
Collapse into lovers arms
With abandoned minds

As we roll around
In each other charms
With the ease of
Bended knee's
As we hear resonatingT
Tones of humming
Heart strings collide
As our empty center's
Can only attract
As we fall and embrace

As together in Intimacy
We turn into delicate peach
Written by
Adam Childs  Lyme Regis
(Lyme Regis)   
590
   ---, Rupal and SPT
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