Sunday, April 16, 2017

eternal you

i long to feel you sleep
beside me
curled cool luminosity in the night
merging with my dreams 
breathing my air 
exhaling me born again virginity 
showing me 
depths of you 
never known 
the water of your soul 
containing heaven earth and sky
the you of gods and angels
the you that will never die.
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