Francis Osho Poet I do not know?

End of a Lucid Dream

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5:18 PM (18 hours ago)

to me 
clusters of grapes
for a drop of 
love
foaming ocean sanguine waves
singular saliva painted
your voluptuous lips transformed
justification of 
peace
weaving a erotic net of
passion
galloping heart migrates
opening orbits of
ardour
light consumes darkness
invisible wheels of
lust burst ruptures end of
a lucid dream

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