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Intimacy

Pleasure of a Hermit

Fell in love with the first touch of sun, The joy of not knowing of your warmth,  mystery of opening up  to born out of the cold nights of winter.  Rays of light came down on my face, And thirst... Continue Reading →

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Starseeds

My body is made from lucid dreams, And sensual foams. Harp player's hands whispered me into living, on face of Earth. I only knew how to worship the melody of his fingers, his delightful touch. I forgot the song, memories... Continue Reading →

The dream

At first, it was small and tiny, His gift in my chest. I did everything to stop it grows, I through myself into storms, dangerous vogues. I fell from apple tree, I hanged my dreams from big ban. Nothing worked.... Continue Reading →

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