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A broken dogma and an impure rhetoric
Hang from the ceiling my love
As we lie here; you and I
I savor my skin
the taste of you
In my mouth
and all around me
an essence
a feeling
and a physical glow
as your breath expands and contracts
A shelter around me
trauma sheds its illusory holdings
because aint nothing safer than love
they've all gone home now
and although I feel afraid
will i be bored
what will i do now
i remember me
and curl deeper into the mend and meld of skin on skin
A truth
A spiritual
A physical plane where senses meld
Souls join
In ecstasy, and blend
Mutual
And
Entertwined
Love is love
Where it is, it is.
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Melissa Eaves
I am an freelance writer. I love the written word and the poetry of my soul is expressed by mastery of it.
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