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Cherishing The Ancient Dragonfire Striations That Form Whenever We Kiss
1.
She swims hand-in-hand
in the astonishing current
of our otherworldly
emotional acuity
a cosmic true love vision,
drenching our lips with unfathomable appreciation
quarkstrange natures
glimmering like mineral-streaked azurite skies
pulsating to crescendo,
synchronous cosmic heart-breath
laced with hypervulnerable humanity.
2.
Heart's fountain,
you bring the cosmos before me,
reinterpreted through the pristine cathedral-glass
of her billowing essence.
Her dress in the beckoning wind,
forest flair her auburn hair,
eternally enslaving my eyes,
a reverse Medusa gaze reconfiguring stone
into a riotous bonfire of soul-hewn poetry,
explosions of elemental celebration,
the geology of home residing in our every caress.
Maiden of Sunrise,
let us unearth the incandescent fossils of devotion
and explore each other's shuddering breath
until time's arrow is spent,
and the walls of space-time acquiesce
to the beauty of your smile.
3.
your voice
eating the darkness
myriad leaping
flower-top dreams
spilling ink
sweet drink deluge
garnering momentum
a sea of bobbing hieroglyphs
raucous with the laughter of Ra,
sun-with-ray streaming across
the dynamic mental crawlspaces
of my stardrifting heart
She swims hand-in-hand
in the astonishing current
of our otherworldly
emotional acuity
a cosmic true love vision,
drenching our lips with unfathomable appreciation
quarkstrange natures
glimmering like mineral-streaked azurite skies
pulsating to crescendo,
synchronous cosmic heart-breath
laced with hypervulnerable humanity.
2.
Heart's fountain,
you bring the cosmos before me,
reinterpreted through the pristine cathedral-glass
of her billowing essence.
Her dress in the beckoning wind,
forest flair her auburn hair,
eternally enslaving my eyes,
a reverse Medusa gaze reconfiguring stone
into a riotous bonfire of soul-hewn poetry,
explosions of elemental celebration,
the geology of home residing in our every caress.
Maiden of Sunrise,
let us unearth the incandescent fossils of devotion
and explore each other's shuddering breath
until time's arrow is spent,
and the walls of space-time acquiesce
to the beauty of your smile.
3.
your voice
eating the darkness
myriad leaping
flower-top dreams
spilling ink
sweet drink deluge
garnering momentum
a sea of bobbing hieroglyphs
raucous with the laughter of Ra,
sun-with-ray streaming across
the dynamic mental crawlspaces
of my stardrifting heart
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