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when i was writing of the eternal kiss

there is mystery in our pleasures. the taste and sense. how satisfying, satisfies. how would you be, how would you have. i am pure being, i am now. the dark night, found in illumination, the promise of blue skies. these are like dreams, portents of the potentials we hold so close. there is even yet [...]

of verdigris too

the ancient and hue, left are shimmer, gone the glimmer, but green grow oh - green grow. the stars accomplished before their due, like dreams left absent, or dreams most true. i wander by the faintest haze, i wander by, though there are days. the nights are fast, the nights take to you. the dreams [...]

when i was writing of waking

in the morning, when i shake off the dreams, and what was once an imagining. well there i rest a new found smile. there i wait just awhile, scrunching away the sleep. staring into a brand new day. lithe in motion, a form in a whirl, here and there, the morning ritual. so i wake, [...]

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