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Unquiet dreams shift,  
sauntering coaxing vibrations  
over sacred words like waves  
towards the dawn of your rhythm.  

Nerves pulse into storm, birthing
your voice beyond the grace of god  
like ichor playing throughout solemn veins,  
scribing kingdoms in dry palms.  
I long to breathe deeply in  
the warmth of your enigma,  
weaved slowly, a transcendental hush  
splayed across tattered bones.  
But suspended overtures genuflect  
themselves in immaterial cocoon,  
embroiderer's silk exhaling scars  
like constellations...
Written by Nephele
Published | Edited 10th Aug 2019
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