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Magnets; lock and key; and, the unsubtle, bolt and ***** These are things that collide harmoniously and do not dispute We are not such an archaic, mechanized metaphorical construct. I feel us as primal, torrid decadence; a deliberate impassioned vulnerability: an animalistic exposé. Unfocused, infinite black holes expanding to be lost within Quivering circle of solicitous, engorged fuchsia steaming harsh, needy attempts of oxygen recovery Soft powder snow melting over olive tree trunks, quaking with endless echoes resonating from beyond the hills above A thunderous harbinger centers chaos, rampaging gust-like vibration through taut roots, a volcanic eruption. Lava geyser blazing till all energy enthralls the earth. What I see for us is a metaphor in nature. I will be the seismic activity and you will dance above me. Your world will collapse against me in my relentless motions. And when you stand again, I will bring you to your knees in my aftershock and show you strength that will move you mountains.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
Eros begets Hedone
Magnets; lock and key; and, the unsubtle, bolt and ***** These are things that collide harmoniously and do not dispute We are not such an archaic, mechanized metaphorical construct. I feel us as primal, torrid decadence; a deliberate impassioned vulnerability: an animalistic exposé. Unfocused, infinite black holes expanding to be lost within Quivering circle of solicitous, engorged fuchsia steaming harsh, needy attempts of oxygen recovery Soft powder snow melting over olive tree trunks, quaking with endless echoes resonating from beyond the hills above A thunderous harbinger centers chaos, rampaging gust-like vibration through taut roots, a volcanic eruption. Lava geyser blazing till all energy enthralls the earth. What I see for us is a metaphor in nature. I will be the seismic activity and you will dance above me. Your world will collapse against me in my relentless motions. And when you stand again, I will bring you to your knees in my aftershock and show you strength that will move you mountains.
omar-kawash
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
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