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I want you like I long for a return to myself as if to enter my own psyche in a a single lit-up journey, its incandescence led only by pure breath alone thoughts out of bounds as they fly off unknown into the night, fulfilling thick waves of desire dreams in vibrations love in realms       higher the cells weaving skin go so much deeper a craving for a force uncontrollably sweeter and I know that I am intense with it, like that but I would not want it any other way for in this weightiness of emotion it's the weightlessness        that stays a breaking down of barriers that ultimately leads to letting ourselves open like blossoms, to see and to be seen for what is heaven but a soul recognition revealing innermost depths by our own volition It is a return to the lull of the subaqueous rhythms to the instincts of pre-birth           of subconscious decisions blood knots twisted                      into the cord                                of the heart                        linking its beats                      to a light-infused                   spark sealing the deal without drowning, your heart beats into mine soul within soul in connection, divine For the inner eyes               see in colors beyond usual hues and from my innermost womb shines a most beautiful                   view
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
Womb With a View
I want you like I long for a return to myself as if to enter my own psyche in a a single lit-up journey, its incandescence led only by pure breath alone thoughts out of bounds as they fly off unknown into the night, fulfilling thick waves of desire dreams in vibrations love in realms       higher the cells weaving skin go so much deeper a craving for a force uncontrollably sweeter and I know that I am intense with it, like that but I would not want it any other way for in this weightiness of emotion it's the weightlessness        that stays a breaking down of barriers that ultimately leads to letting ourselves open like blossoms, to see and to be seen for what is heaven but a soul recognition revealing innermost depths by our own volition It is a return to the lull of the subaqueous rhythms to the instincts of pre-birth           of subconscious decisions blood knots twisted                      into the cord                                of the heart                        linking its beats                      to a light-infused                   spark sealing the deal without drowning, your heart beats into mine soul within soul in connection, divine For the inner eyes               see in colors beyond usual hues and from my innermost womb shines a most beautiful                   view
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbe3CQamF8k Actually this one is most appropriate! Teardrop www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7K72X4eo_s www.youtube.com/watch?v=1d2-E3vId_w some things cannot be explained
lora-lee
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
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