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Aloha, Lover...
Stranded in the luscious folds of Pele’s gorgeous locks as this tempest swirls ‘round and within us,
we give no thought to forlorn predicament, tethered by the knowledge that these sacred shores held fast ‘gainst elements of greater magnitude than pounding rain, and greater heat than lovers’ sweat…
faint magma glowing in the distance even now.
Come evening, come morning, come to me in this dark day and night, fluttering 'cross my torso with the grace of Mālolo and rhythmic synchronicity of Mahimahi. I feel the swollen storm inside your elemental touch, your molten rocky soul.
Can you hear the whispers on the gale, imploring us to blow our peaks to pieces, emulating fire goddess,
our crackling sparks dispersed, redolent flowers in a lei?
The storm will fade, and blow last kiss of sand and mist to meet our lips,
her light will revel in our disarray, proclaiming with the day, “Aloha, lover.”
--I make this offering in the style of PandoraUnleashed, an inspiring creator of voluptuous verse;
may she feel my adulation in this spill--
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/345666-sweet-dreams-baby/
we give no thought to forlorn predicament, tethered by the knowledge that these sacred shores held fast ‘gainst elements of greater magnitude than pounding rain, and greater heat than lovers’ sweat…
faint magma glowing in the distance even now.
Come evening, come morning, come to me in this dark day and night, fluttering 'cross my torso with the grace of Mālolo and rhythmic synchronicity of Mahimahi. I feel the swollen storm inside your elemental touch, your molten rocky soul.
Can you hear the whispers on the gale, imploring us to blow our peaks to pieces, emulating fire goddess,
our crackling sparks dispersed, redolent flowers in a lei?
The storm will fade, and blow last kiss of sand and mist to meet our lips,
her light will revel in our disarray, proclaiming with the day, “Aloha, lover.”
--I make this offering in the style of PandoraUnleashed, an inspiring creator of voluptuous verse;
may she feel my adulation in this spill--
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/345666-sweet-dreams-baby/
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