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Coalescence

by DEATH ©2008

 

your eyes a window peering in

open your visions, passions and sorrows

weave a tapestry within

pulsing through memories

sorting through sin

see me

 

your lips like lavender rain

the sweet and sensual beckoning

a soft song that thwarts refrain

calling me on whispered breeze

soothing the pain

tempt me

 

your skin on satins rippling wave

a taste of spring the blooming ambrosia

the flavor beckons forth my crave

yearning for the essence

the hunger you stave

feed me

 

your mind the mystic wisdom it brings

regaling the light of life's darkest desires

seeping into mine like butterfly wings

gently we are one

entwined it sings

free

 

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Posted by DEATH
Fri, 02/08/2008 - 02:14

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I like it!

Submitted by Reinella on Fri, 02/08/2008 - 22:18.

I like it!



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