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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

the silence after is exhausted
Following crescended chaos
it lingers tingling
as matted bodies slow breath
and shiver from aftershock
stiffened to move.
the skin is red as divinity strikes surface
and from this, everything.
pleasure is exeriencing eden,
a paradise lost in lie,
fear and poison.
can the act of making love sustain
truth
xoxo
Posted by Faryn-Beth at 3:12 AM

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