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Contract of beautiful: Always

a tincture of psalms, �
quite the balm for �
alto-relieved emotions
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-liquid notes of dark �
bourbon �
and red pear flourishes �
intimately with a wild �
mixture of hand picked �
floral carcases �
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the storytelling oracle is �
the vibrant steam
that swirls about �
between us; �
as tea ilumess our �
hairline fractured cups �
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with moth-like mystery
she looks to me �
then softly says:
�"wonder, if you �
were to kiss me .. would i �
taste immortality upon �
your lips?"
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Sometimes, epiphanies �
would peel the ordinary �
from her throat' �
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