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without giving everything away,
there are days too hot to remember,
our bodies shaking dust from the curtains with slow,
familiar rhythm. we did not look
like people, then,
we looked like gods, we looked like lovers,
we couldn't see the ending, then,
we were tangled up in gold.
without giving everything away,
there are days too hot to remember,
our bodies shaking dust from the curtains with slow,
familiar rhythm. we did not look
like people, then,
we looked like gods, we looked like lovers,
we couldn't see the ending, then,
we were tangled up in gold.
Literature
11.09.19
white light as prayer
you are loved and lovable
every wish your name
Literature
since october
I dream of waking
loved, but wake in love only.
Yet, the day still shines.
Literature
April 29, 2020 at 9:25 PM
today is a poem
I can't share
and no less
perfect for it
sometimes
we keep the good things
close
so close
they sink
below
skin
nestle in
so deep
we can't tell
where they end
and we
begin
a boon to the marrow
when weight comes calling
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For ~apsara609... this is making its way into a full piece eventually, but for now, consider it a promise-stanza.
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The imagery is mind-blowing.