soulful violins, playing rapturous strains
Entwining melodies, their singing forever Obscured
Between desire and restless passion
When love’s consummation fitfully rose
You remember, we seemingly knew all then
Feeling only the sea and white moons glint
And the pouring salty wetness of mouths
Splashing our warm leaves, dripping life
We were breezy, plant-like, trippy
But what if words are leaky vessels?
And there's a flood of sages speaking
The sunset and our fated worlds colliding
Like souls that were touch to touch connected
Who would have thought, we, bronzed and flaming
Would tomorrow muse in vapor and wanting
Why then must we surrender these savors ?
That defy rediscovery, in widening circles
Saving their hot taste for forbidden tongues
Where shall we find our smoldering catalyst?
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