touch
- payfaye
- Jan 21, 2018
- 1 min read
We were comprised of me full of you: me as I was
ridding wicked
....whispers
encouraging commands...
rise us
....everything is suspended
with a tight hold of a verging crests
ancient musty, earthiness... hot with the primordial
Searching for
tones
sensing
pulsating tension
we: seeping with furious energy, make contact

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