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...To Dream of Fireworks...
My barefoot stepped out into the sand.
A radiant night in a star spangled land.
I instinctually reach out and meet your hand.
Our pulses mingle in a harmonized connection.
Under a vault of stars as our only protection.
Out in the vast, overhanging, oculus open.
You make me stronger and better -
As we walk step for step, together.
Outside the crowd that assembled -
In electric sky reflections, preambled.
There is a cove in the afars that pulsates like a breeze.
We walk, like explorers, to a new world.
I have told you the secrets of being hurled -
In and out of an abyss, as a fervent wish
Of acceptance and you didn’t bat an eye lash.
You have accepted me for me and I now believe.
We find a divot in a shadow, a place to be.
Recreated within one another, who we are -
We now explore, finding who we were always meant to be.
I pull you close, embrace you, and pull you closer.
The firework display begins to play in the sky.
I see a strobing light upon your face, in the corner of my eye.
Turning to see the illumination of your physiognomy.
Shadows placed, paced, replaced – With firework lights from the sky.
The fireworks upon your face is all that I want to see.
I watch the revolution of lights merge into the finale.
O how the shadows dance in the sinuousities of romance -
In my transfixed perception, held captive in this
Vision of a visage, melded into a fully alive shadowy happenstance -
Perchance to dream of the look on your heavenesque face
As you turn to me and our lips meet in the vibration of a supernal kiss...
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