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By hollywoodfox Date: 2019 Jan 30 Comment on this Work [[2019.01.30.01.52.18683]] |
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Its snowing. youre not here. The last time I saw you, we were covered in frozen moans and sighs Sticking to our skin, Burning from the cold. Icy hot breath on the wind Tell-tale signs of fire and ice Created by these two Human beings, Being human. The sky is falling, Bits of lace, Arctic air accumulating. The frozen are weak for the heat and I Was scalding hot. Steam. The soul contact felt round the world. The pleasure epicenter of God. |