there is desire burning to enter the soul
To burn it, reduce it, consume it
with flames of omnipotent lust
The ashes of our love shall remain
on those endless plains of this world's
improbable wonders
on the tops of craggy hills and glistening surfaces
of milky streams that flow constantly
with a swiftness that mimics the flow
of our lives together
We are one in body and in mind
when we wield the pen
and so unleash our strength
naked to the eyes of the world we inhabit
together we fuse
through our distant thoughts
that resurface now and then
as if to perch for a while
on the tree tops of our minds.
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