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imagine love manifesting on your skin
Imagine what love itself might look like
in a physical organic form?
a slow reclamation of your being, after love
crept in and grew hollow roots through the
middle of your heart.
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last night, Love appeared at the foot of my bed
I lay still, half awake under my white linen sheet
debating if this glowing sublime form before me was part of a dream
i hazily smiled
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it leaped into the air before swallowing me whole
engulfing me in its womb
a swamp like terrarium
muggy but sweet
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my skin became plump and crimson as I floated in Love's waters. The air smelt euphoric. The water warm and sweet like sugar in my mouth. My body was glowing
humming
I felt a deeply joyous pressure on my chest
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i could stay here forever i thought
lost in Love
pruned skin
floating in circles
drinking up its juice until my stomach bloats and my eyes burn
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protect your energy
I never thought i'd see the day.
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I never thought i'd see the day.....
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i wish you could shelter me.
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But love did not feel the same
Its womb grew cold at the thought of forever
the water turned sour, restless
Depleted\\\\
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Love spit me out onto my cold bedroom floor
hovered a inch above my wet face
and whispered 3 inaudible words
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Love kissed my forehead, kissed my nose
and dissipated before my swollen red eyes.
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I dried myself off with my white linen bed sheet that had fallen onto the floor
feeling....
something akin to grief
mixed with gratitude
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with the taste of bitter sugar still on my tongue.
I went back to bed
in shadows caress
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knowing love would return to me
better than before
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