intricate web
of sensuality and seduction
lost beneath
dark desires
that consume my nights
compel my days
promise me
the depth of your soul
allow me soft slow
i dine sweet
on your flesh
create a new beauty
in me
open wide alive
for the very first time
comingled
gold silver
and blue
illuminations
place a frame
around eternity
yearn into the depths
to create this
inevitable
union
to end all longing
til we begin again
desire born anew
perfection in the connection
compels the separation
to experience again
the exquisite embrace
born
of exquisite longing
sacred dance
of the ages
to form the essence
and complete the process
of the cosmos
neverending
dramatic
traumatic
ecstatic
devotion to connection
deepen my ascension
i go in
to move out
and through
i want to call god
in you
allow me that much
to consume my want
in you
you make me wait
watch the death of tiny spaces
in my tiny heart
my soul
never to have
your full perfection
a distinct and certain knowing
of unattainable unity
i see god
in you
deep
in your flesh
i claw too hard
to climb inside
deep
inside
of you
i live this life
of absolute and true
devotion to you
to find god
in you
denied in you
a shunned beauty
to die inside
of you

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