Risk
edges to jump with the heartthump
eternity’s surging pulse
clicks
&
bellows
tumbling down mystery’s ravaged peaks
Deceivers
guised hunters
Sweet cherry voiced and tender eyed
All giggles and cons
With shielded shovels
Ur grave
Open and patient
Drawn to us
I ( am)
Bastille pitted
Scaling up
with newly ripped muscular halo and
Parvati incarnation power light
dark armies pant over pit edges yellow
Puss
Spit
their salivation salvation offerings desperate now
victory smells of sex to Appolyon’s eyes
yet I defeat him
Awake
Triumph is the taste of earth and flowers and the rise of inner powers
Orgasm is the honey of night runs
Love is the seeking and seeing of it all (within)
open
I hope that you summon all the best for you, dearest. Thank you for sharing this. :-)
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