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The Edge of Light
Your lips sang
songs taught by elders
from their days of searching for love.
My hips felt
ancient rhythms
that brought us all to life.
My lips kissed
the thrum of carnal songs
with promised pleasures
from the dances of ancestors.
Our flesh holds
firm within bonds
born of souls just beyond the edge of light.
songs taught by elders
from their days of searching for love.
My hips felt
ancient rhythms
that brought us all to life.
My lips kissed
the thrum of carnal songs
with promised pleasures
from the dances of ancestors.
Our flesh holds
firm within bonds
born of souls just beyond the edge of light.
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