Love Letter From the Soul Xxxiv
Before C,
Pre-dawn unearthed an awakening
eruptions sizzling from hot magma flo
head to toe, head to toe
seduction met her eye
I stared, sedated, for mere seconds
succumbed to what was to be
what was to become of me
death or life
life or death
I grabbed on to your anchors
weighed my self down
I didn't drown
you brought me breath
beaming from your light
stirring in a string/rope of night
beheld
our beginning
a blue~green wave of sight
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