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The river in me                      exists.   Its outflow of pour drenches the gullies makes moist the sand that graces your toes I flow into your roots strengthen your                    capillaries pump liquid gold inside your veins loving your flaws like kintsukuroi you piece me together adorn my cracks with powdered metals, still loving them for being broken a longing               quenched I want you dripping down my chin, my thighs when you rush through me just like that, the soothing aqua tempest I have always wished for
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 2:48 PM UTC
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The river in me                      exists.   Its outflow of pour drenches the gullies makes moist the sand that graces your toes I flow into your roots strengthen your                    capillaries pump liquid gold inside your veins loving your flaws like kintsukuroi you piece me together adorn my cracks with powdered metals, still loving them for being broken a longing               quenched I want you dripping down my chin, my thighs when you rush through me just like that, the soothing aqua tempest I have always wished for
kintsukuroi-(“golden mend”) is the Japanese art of mending broken pottery using lacquer resin laced with gold or silver. As well as a nifty form of repair, kintsukuroi has a deeper philosophical significance. An embracing of the flawed or imperfect. Rebirth. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIrDCot0K_o
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 2:48 PM UTC
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