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a somewhat sensual vision on Margate Street : Sunday, 11th
(iv) voice...
reverberating ultrasound syllables
moans...
her breath
ALL wax lyrical from her gold frond tongue
dripping maple syrup rhythm
all over
& through me
gold rush pulsing in my veins
to the tune of a hypnotic narcotic.
intoxication.
her tongue is an aspergillum
soaking me
from head to denim
in holy water
& my once bland arid gard...
Thursday 25th May 2023 2:56 am
life is beautiful
i would fall from heights
shaking Lucifer terrified
for Luna's starry skies to linger,
in a Jashar night, by your side.
floating on Chopin stroked ivory nocturnes
swimming in deep ruby pools of Pinot Noir
dancing on your flowering lips,
sweet with vanilla cigarette smoke.
life is beautiful.
phosphorus waves of purple patches
carry me from seas of stormy eyes
onto shores sanctuary ...
Thursday 2nd February 2023 10:57 pm
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