Thrice Touched -
When Your eyes become moonstones
on the shore of death,
I will kiss You with bloodtone breath...
As chaos becomes a catalyst
to mood electric blue,
embrace the voltage vibing true...
Tremble, O heart humble red,
a tremor arrives to blush,
skin warm from love's rush...
I AM Yours...every pulse a spiking of You...
J.A.B.
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