Nirvana

Amongst the silent roar and chaotic whispers that linger upon the intersection of my inner plurality, the wind sighs in wispy motions upon the notion of liberation as the untainted murmurs rustle in the Autumnal leaves, without any further deliberation, as we merge upon the cusp of another Winter solstice.  
   
Harmony and truth is having a wild love affair with philosophy, and I peek at his beauty as he undresses himself under the ambience of a flickering flame, and just like the flame that seers the wick, I tip toe in a pool of his hot wax as he takes me, juxtaposed, until our imperfections are contrasting and melting into one another.  
   
Beauty hangs upon his lips as he traces the artefacts he once inscribed upon my gliding hypnotic hips, kissing me methodically, whilst piercing my amber flecked eyes with such a delicate persuasion that our time together, remains timeless, and my fondness for such a divine creature never ceases to blossom as I peer into the hazel pools that once gazed upon me.  
   
He pressed upon my heart as I recognised the yearning that emerged, from dusk to dawn, I chartered the taste of me all over his lips, humming the same melodic tune upon yours, like a sacred canticle that’s attuned to the twangs within your heart, never to part.  

Our hearts now reside apart.
   
His heart, was the epitome of nirvana when it overflowed, and I got stuck in the undertow until I drifted upon still waters as 'I love you' define the letters that remain unspoken, but felt in the depths of my heart and soul as the curation of my inner landscape becomes italicised and redesigned, subliminally.  

And we are...
   
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