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Divine
Let me enshrine your lips
In a candelabra structured
Kiss
Encoded in candlelight
To reach for your soul
Through dimensions
Of darkness
Written in tides
Twisted
&
Turned
Like a vine
Of plump
Words
Made for Ambrosia
Nights
Where the Moon
Aligns
Just right
Across the line
Of your spine
In sensory
Paths
To
The
Divine.
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