Fragments "The Desire Of Ghosts"

Our love a palace

Soft with embrace

Tender to fall

Your night swooningly descends to kiss my lips.

At the center of it all a sacred flowering sun.

I find you inside the chamber of a kiss, moist essence of limitless bliss.

There are no antecedents love is a wild dawn that forever rises and we its flowers give ourselves unceasingly.

 

Spirit: A personality without a body of gross flesh. 

 

We will languish on broken hearts and live off perfumes and tears. The taste of touch, the beating of the unborn hearts, the mute torments that stricken the sky with a light that turns the day dark. Deliciousness is cruel as the joyful thorn that tears. Your petals open just to reveal an image of an image - a world within a world - my heart forever inside yours.

 

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