'merciless wail' of time in the head
in an increasingly callous world, we all exist with our own carapaces of scabbed over sensibilities
in the indifferent spaces of your heart, you may even find room to dance again
lightly sunlight walked across the floor
drenched in this love we dance in total abandon surrendering our very souls to this cascade that touches every pore sensitizing the blood to dance in veins that throb on thundering beats fired with the lightning within..
i have ceased to exist as myself.. a new reborn the contentment in my heart only leaves an ache as any merging would hold.. for there is sheer excruciating joy even in that..
the veils fall so fast gaining momentum one after the other.. and my soul drenched despairs of sunshine and ever feeling it.. on it's skin and with parched eyes i feel just a whiff of a cooling breeze as your thought tantalizing drenches me again yet again..
falling free.. held in some gravitational spell i fly inexorably towards truths.. niches.. so many relations.. individual realities naively claiming to hold the essence of this self that touching each slowly completes this puzzle.. softly moving into separate fresh dimensions.. disintegrating... forming.. moving a speck of dust touched by sunshine sparkling momentarily on the breath of the breeze..
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