words are sex with infinity
&music is light strangled peaceably
flavor is a patterned dance
&breathing is a biochemical dialogue
fire gets the wetsoul blanket blues
ice been long hot to try some burn
cloud went wondering how to vanish
and keeps the key beneath a rainbow
love is some workless smoke of dances
flooding the desert unaware
(first time in a thousand jillion years
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