O, earth your heart
i(init),plant,1 seed:
my heart,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
rooting splendidly
between your lungs
does breath an ultimate
lily whom i pull to my
chest from out your
pale shoulders it marvels
on **** imperfect beating
(the stiff impossible soil
forget me in it
when last finally
all motion ceases)but till then , hang me in your lips
hulking radiant fragrant lips
i will be a god in you
and whisper terrifically
your name in even immensest
consuming stillness(and the grass will eat of me; and i will be a garden !
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Sep 18, 2011
Sep 18, 2011 at 3:38 PM UTC
O, earth your heart
i(init),plant,1 seed:
my heart,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
rooting splendidly
between your lungs
does breath an ultimate
lily whom i pull to my
chest from out your
pale shoulders it marvels
on **** imperfect beating
(the stiff impossible soil
forget me in it
when last finally
all motion ceases)but till then , hang me in your lips
hulking radiant fragrant lips
i will be a god in you
and whisper terrifically
your name in even immensest
consuming stillness(and the grass will eat of me; and i will be a garden !
'
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'
,
,
'
.
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