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Aurora Borealis
swirling my fingers
in the Arora borealis
of our hallowed moments
unsurprised
to feel familiar fire spread anew
fevered blush staining my haunted countenance
I watch
as bursts of pulsar
shooting stars
and the heat of us suffuse
infusing my musing
with decadence
do you remember
how we shared oxygen
brewed intoxicating potions
such heady concoctions
we imbibed like the dying
desperate for peace
release
and healing
defiantly daring the unknown
making it our home
the space of we two
climbing mountains
to touch the moon
reaching the pinnacle we flew
no stopping us
and I wonder...
do these flights
still move & delight
...you?
Yes indeed
I've been enlightened by the
many flights of us
enjoying and engorging
on the heights...and the depths of us
how we stabbed at the ether
encapsulating oxygen
sharing scars
superimposed as stars of
our own melodrama
staged... uncaged
....even uncouth at times
submerged in our own holy truth
wholly in motion
it's amazing how we drown
while giving each other breathing room
for sovereignty
a lover like no other
we still move like cozmic particles
swirling milky ways
Fibonacci in sequence
our mountain and moon never left
all has been stilled in place
as providence intended
steeled and distilled through nature
like fine wine
damn baby...i love
how you make me spill
the taste of us is so much
more richer...refined
solidifying the irrefutable
self-evidence of how
our Soul's Richters will forever quake
in unison to the movement
of our scales
in the Arora borealis
of our hallowed moments
unsurprised
to feel familiar fire spread anew
fevered blush staining my haunted countenance
I watch
as bursts of pulsar
shooting stars
and the heat of us suffuse
infusing my musing
with decadence
do you remember
how we shared oxygen
brewed intoxicating potions
such heady concoctions
we imbibed like the dying
desperate for peace
release
and healing
defiantly daring the unknown
making it our home
the space of we two
climbing mountains
to touch the moon
reaching the pinnacle we flew
no stopping us
and I wonder...
do these flights
still move & delight
...you?
Yes indeed
I've been enlightened by the
many flights of us
enjoying and engorging
on the heights...and the depths of us
how we stabbed at the ether
encapsulating oxygen
sharing scars
superimposed as stars of
our own melodrama
staged... uncaged
....even uncouth at times
submerged in our own holy truth
wholly in motion
it's amazing how we drown
while giving each other breathing room
for sovereignty
a lover like no other
we still move like cozmic particles
swirling milky ways
Fibonacci in sequence
our mountain and moon never left
all has been stilled in place
as providence intended
steeled and distilled through nature
like fine wine
damn baby...i love
how you make me spill
the taste of us is so much
more richer...refined
solidifying the irrefutable
self-evidence of how
our Soul's Richters will forever quake
in unison to the movement
of our scales
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