Electrifying impulses shoot through veins,
delectable, delicious, delirious.
As my system is shocked awake,
pounded by a wave of emotion;
on a bloody red wave that crashes, courses;
shakes with the power and energy.
Your touch stings, breath scorches,
eyes wide open with a silent scream,
begging for this sweet pain to end.
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Essentially we are but one,
divided by our consciousness.
PArted from each other eons ago,
as the centuries grew and lands fell apart.
As the histories transgressed, one against another,
families drifted away and the changes came about.
But in the ending of this story we will all awake together,
in the same place and joined as before.
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An ode to the dissymmetry of the constellations.
Vibrant and pulsing they shoot through the sky,
blinding or invisible to the naked eye.
Starry eyed lovers lay under them and sigh
star-struck children whisper wishes on their pillows,
gazing up at them as they dance and fly.
Bursting apart in a flash of colour,
leaving a glittering pathway,
showering the galaxies with ancient histories.
Coalescing together to re-form and birth another,
twinkling with the twilight as the daylight fades away.
We will forever be enraptured with them,
celebrating their glory.
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The tongue, such a splendid thing,
it can cast a spell or wreak destruction.
Can wash away pain and inflame a heart.
as it weaves a net of words, shooting wonderous sparks.
It causes howling and anguish,shrieks of joy or pain,
but it can only manage to do so if wielded by a human.
As a form of communication, it is state-of-the-art,
but ultimately it will be what drives us apart.