Tenderly intense caressing and
strangle a blank smile out my face
As liquid airs slowly splash my skin
See now a deep orange hue searing,
Baking, flowing, oozing, and
Break these shreds of my stone skin
Chiseled by a sun's blade
Seen still thru closed lids how
it lives inside you thru time
I remove my ego temporarily to
let these sounds drown me
What do you hear in it?
Such loud silence and damp roars
But none of this squabble, drabble
ripple whipping stopping spinning
Hover over other under cinders
Embers ending enough in doors
that swing wind wide when
You aloft, had flown away
And you say, "O, sweetness"
"Cradle my ribs an' legs"
"Blessed be my destruction"
"Washed out upon an arc"
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