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Serendipity
August wind, glass moon,serendipity... two chairs gazing at each other in tender flow. Hundred miles away, clouds gather to fondle the opening and closing of after- midnight refrains, both trespassing a continental divide to awaken upon scrolls of ramblings united by the sorcery of mystic spaces between humid lenses. On such lit evenings, I will surrender to the maleness of a trembling heart ; your cheeks swollen like yeast…a shaven head, the blue of your shirt buried in my cellar unbuttoning the heaving pauses between the nearness of our skin… Chairs grind in wanton anticipation of palms touching my hair… you whisper, “ I adore you beyond words.”... and I; I falter while a glint climbs into the almond of my Oreo eyes… The scent of hours lingers as we wrap our fingers into morn, owning a body language in play of charades… Your mouth hushed, searching the curves of my spine glazed by soft bites of an August wind brushing our lips…until the slide screen fades off, and we are dissolved into a paradise inhabiting unborn stars. In raw enchantment, our warmed glances wait for a next time, as if a tarot of angels had known about serendipity. PD's Best Love Poem # 3
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