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Communion

there's a tale to be told...to behold
in the manner in which
the sun yawns across our open lawn � �
as i stretch...performing disappearing acts between � �
the crack of your holy dawn �
where your moon awaits the mass exodus �
of my storytelling spawn �
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in faith �
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you �prostrate with grace and dedication � �
to the healing thrusts of benediction � �
as nature's aroma waters us in the extra-sensory � �
shades of ardor and adoration �
and admiration �
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yes baby �
even the clouds above know how much �
i admire the many ways you take me..why you take me.. �
as is...with your ass angled up � �
in loving forgiveness and total acceptance of �
the imperfect man that i am �
curving down your balancing act �
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forever longing for you �
moving heavily inside your heavenly folds �
you mold me anew between earth mother and sky father �
with us breathing in that raw prana �
reconciling the aged trauma of this life's sojourn �
through the depths of my learning.. �
my growing �
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as i come � �
to a new understanding �
rooted in the bold and naked earthiness of �
all that makes you...you �