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Dive
Our hearts would race like thoroughbreds firing
imagination on all cylinders of liquid combustion.
Loves chemical reactions, my omega to his alpha,
creating cocktails within our spiritual cortex.
As our lips, flushed with the echoes for more on the
rising sun, awakened from their slumbering sleep
revealing pools of radiant light from eyes so beautiful
as to dive into and not return.
imagination on all cylinders of liquid combustion.
Loves chemical reactions, my omega to his alpha,
creating cocktails within our spiritual cortex.
As our lips, flushed with the echoes for more on the
rising sun, awakened from their slumbering sleep
revealing pools of radiant light from eyes so beautiful
as to dive into and not return.
Published 17th Jan 2015
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17th Jan 2015 12:30pm
17th Jan 2015 12:40pm
18th Jan 2015 2:05am
A very romantic form of ecstasy, feeling a rush that has little to do with adrenaline. A different set of chemical reactions entirely. Fine job, Rose.
18th Jan 2015 8:27am
8th Jun 2016 6:50am
I think it's beautiful. I love the intelligence of the language and the unabashed heart it expresses.
8th Jun 2016 6:58am
Yes it's an older piece but the words still carry.
A reading list entry too by golly xx thankyou for your input
Happy you took something from it Daniel
A reading list entry too by golly xx thankyou for your input
Happy you took something from it Daniel
