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Soft landings

We fell through the deep weave  
of our fire side rug,
intoxicated by plump aromas
smeared as a balm
that tasted of trembles.
 
Each ripe movement devoured  
by a hunger born in its truest form
where primative scent follows taste,
pressed beneath the weight
of another world.
 
Razzerleaf
Written by Razzerleaf
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