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rest
rousted from remnants of rest
pain paralyzing
percolating
eye strung up hoping to die
5am cry, not even know why
see, what must one even see
that they don't already know
contours of a delicate face
resound amid such elegant grace
confirming what is felt and flashed
inside the glorious mind
beauty beheld beneath edges of time
fingertips flush on the outlines of life
where bosoms rise then gently glide
in the warmth of a strike
from those lips to these
no vision, one ever does need
the whistle of the chariot awaits
legs wrapped hope once blind
we dig and we find
endorphins exploding, exploring
avenues not yet even tried
pain paralyzing
percolating
eye strung up hoping to die
5am cry, not even know why
see, what must one even see
that they don't already know
contours of a delicate face
resound amid such elegant grace
confirming what is felt and flashed
inside the glorious mind
beauty beheld beneath edges of time
fingertips flush on the outlines of life
where bosoms rise then gently glide
in the warmth of a strike
from those lips to these
no vision, one ever does need
the whistle of the chariot awaits
legs wrapped hope once blind
we dig and we find
endorphins exploding, exploring
avenues not yet even tried
Published 4th Oct 2021
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5th Oct 2021 00:14am
Is it eternal sleep or eternal passion my dear Tim. Definitely has a vampire feel. Oh how I want to bite after reading this... you know love bites... lol Sleep has been difficult for me recently and I love this. endorphins exposing blood lust... On the other hand I can feel the pain and that's not as much fun...
5th Oct 2021 6:38am
We can only feel the passion... I'm all for passion.... more than one bite might be needed
5th Oct 2021 1:46am
5th Oct 2021 6:39am
