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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to take on avatar wing, "arena" udders the flutter of shimmering light bead navigator "scene of"
glitters of two to bleed into one, an encompassing to filter you in shudder, shutter, butter-up
in moonlit air, swing with "wessonality"
a dance of allure, seven dares on a projected screening, stare, propellant, propellars-pillars, propelling Mothers around the World to psychic tears.

Ads to the window, a silent plea,
for love's vacancy, bed and breakfast to set us for free.
A taster's choice brew of bean, we, cornocopeia to pop extra buttery-
Into the depths, where secrets keep raw, ingredients of alchemy's mad Stein.

A wink, an eye, a hand interlaced with mine, mindful
in the depths of souls, pure unwind draped obscenity.
Our delve into the deep, font of eternity, to be the mysterious read and foreshadow mystery.
Where love's true essence, sets us free to be- two of a kind in unspeakable deed.

The bed where our thoughts, of intimacy sow the ink of tested blots jotted down our page in insanity plotting unpealing depravity of gravity and climbing and falling,
into whispered words of a light-show-play animate drawing anime, manga, cosplay,
in the embrace of night's bad influence, we find our key, 
stage,
tumblers to unlock the secrets, of you and me wrestled into nestled debauchery.

Apples and nectar and b.a. red...Temptful Harvests of crave caramels and nurtured blossoms pressed to the window, depraved.
Aroused rare earth to slop in the ecstacy of minerals chemical dance espousing rotten cores, a wink an eye a hand to drag us down into the deep, font of eternity stores, winter of content.
The bed where we think of the ways to intimacy's hellmouth, vent, ventricle, icicles, popcicles, encyclicals, decals and lip sync-els
stains.

With golden goose decks cleared and souls exposed, craned to excavate another spiral galaxy stare.
We delve into desires undisclosed vocation.
Craving apples ripe with lust and advocation.
Our senses ignited, a tempestuous wind gusted endowed, left to our untrustful and despicable trust of touches avowed.

Through the time window, a peek we steal, nap each other in sack cloth sleep,
mare a glimpse of what our hearts truly feel.
A wink, a touch, pulling us beneath,
into the depths of eternal sheath,
released like Krakens among the
Pleiades of quilted space to be, we.

In out bed of pockets full of reach where thoughts entwine, and dare to be breached.
We find pathways to intimacy's breath in the forbidden wave we weave,
we breathe in, we.
With each whisper and tender gaze, we.
We dance in the shadows of love's maze, we, crazy, Barbie.
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