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take me to the space where the  magnets of                   our souls rise up in mad thunder sadness pushed right out of stratosphere a tidal wave rush,        no warning-- as flames seep through our skin the burn cleansing those cracked cuts                           of glass, searing granules of pain that foam up              from our pasts and our wounds get so pumped up with love        they bloom exotic into       floral entities curious and strong offbeat shapes of undefined texture- yet they suit us, each throbbing petal       intoxicated in endorphin glow,          softening as tender eyefuls of kisses embed themselves in our torrid earth I will wrap my tendrils                        around you I will carry us, freshly seeded    through these aching, whipped-up winds I will follow the arcs   of aurora borealis          beatific crystalline I will let the wings beat fast and full, as they are meant to I will release the quicksand haze of heaviness that sometimes consumes us and unravel depths of the chaos within In the meantime just underneath, a mere scratch    under surface a width of a molecule from the pulse of skin roars the breath of             eternal blaze etched in the silent layers of your               tattooed gaze inked upon my essence            in ancient runes carved upon my heart my quivering thighs, a bond sealed in blood and lingering sighs Under dark rocks rays of prismatic                      rainbows burst forth unexpectedly,         in phosphorescent miracle release us from our caged-up fury Liquids morph into solid, still iridescently fluvial I reach out to you pour fire        in your veins, for you are       my Light ebullating our souls in healing trance through the        restless echoes of       night
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 5:32 PM UTC
within echoes of night
take me to the space where the  magnets of                   our souls rise up in mad thunder sadness pushed right out of stratosphere a tidal wave rush,        no warning-- as flames seep through our skin the burn cleansing those cracked cuts                           of glass, searing granules of pain that foam up              from our pasts and our wounds get so pumped up with love        they bloom exotic into       floral entities curious and strong offbeat shapes of undefined texture- yet they suit us, each throbbing petal       intoxicated in endorphin glow,          softening as tender eyefuls of kisses embed themselves in our torrid earth I will wrap my tendrils                        around you I will carry us, freshly seeded    through these aching, whipped-up winds I will follow the arcs   of aurora borealis          beatific crystalline I will let the wings beat fast and full, as they are meant to I will release the quicksand haze of heaviness that sometimes consumes us and unravel depths of the chaos within In the meantime just underneath, a mere scratch    under surface a width of a molecule from the pulse of skin roars the breath of             eternal blaze etched in the silent layers of your               tattooed gaze inked upon my essence            in ancient runes carved upon my heart my quivering thighs, a bond sealed in blood and lingering sighs Under dark rocks rays of prismatic                      rainbows burst forth unexpectedly,         in phosphorescent miracle release us from our caged-up fury Liquids morph into solid, still iridescently fluvial I reach out to you pour fire        in your veins, for you are       my Light ebullating our souls in healing trance through the        restless echoes of       night
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lora-lee
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 5:32 PM UTC
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