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I've tasted your play Yet there were no cards Dealt in my favour Nor were you really Spiritual. . .Only The longing emerged Freely. . .Japanese moving pictures Narrative becomes redundant When You. . .untangled the soft Butterfly knot on my silk Gown and start to pop Me up. . .on a lovely desk Destroying any last Thought of resistance. Burning peaches, pushing Fire, we. . . The tangible.
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 7:01 AM UTC
Butterfly Dreams
I've tasted your play Yet there were no cards Dealt in my favour Nor were you really Spiritual. . .Only The longing emerged Freely. . .Japanese moving pictures Narrative becomes redundant When You. . .untangled the soft Butterfly knot on my silk Gown and start to pop Me up. . .on a lovely desk Destroying any last Thought of resistance. Burning peaches, pushing Fire, we. . . The tangible.
~~~~~~~~~~~ Imagined by Impeccable Space Poetic beauty 18.1.2015 ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 7:01 AM UTC
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