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Run, leap or drag yourself from the depths- from the highs

with the bittersweet taste of simultaneous abandonment and climactic release

Like milk and honey dripping from my lips

My faults and sweet memories vanish in that sly, unforgiving fashion

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being drags my feet along aching for a step in solitude

Step to indulge every inch of being to utterly and fully shatter me

complete inhibition... make love to me

the sake of its beauty

bring me to my knees

Kiss me like the sun, and slip, soaked down my skin like rain

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Caught the legs of God only to let go

To find myself completely uninhibited, liberated

crippled with the will of autonomous being yet again- and again

Persephone’s plight and abandonment

Paints the pleads of my soul to its final breath of fulfillment


sweet savior of blissful salvation

bound, shackled to status quo. and then released

We don’t look back at our footsteps left behind us

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So faltered and wilted carrying only our tired souls

nevertheless persistent, we hear the call

Call of something bewildered and mysterious

To leave what is left of our wild, beaten, triumphant souls

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A silence, which upon further intrigue

Is getting even quieter- a tranquility

which seems more tranquil than the heavens itself

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Let’s go.

Everything awaits us again.

Nothing can be heard.

No one is calling us anymore.


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