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...that moment of contact When u have the remote to reality And you pause movement just so you are not Bound to time And lips become a sparkling glass of water In a desert Melting you into a mixture of breath and warmth Quenching your hormone-filled self And transmogrifying the two bodies into the heavens Breathing constellations into one another And love becomes the universe In so being... All else is felt within the kisser and the kissed... -Conscious
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC
Thee kiss
...that moment of contact When u have the remote to reality And you pause movement just so you are not Bound to time And lips become a sparkling glass of water In a desert Melting you into a mixture of breath and warmth Quenching your hormone-filled self And transmogrifying the two bodies into the heavens Breathing constellations into one another And love becomes the universe In so being... All else is felt within the kisser and the kissed... -Conscious
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Pretoria
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC
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