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Saturday, October 30, 2004

Finality has decided
That the blossom of desire expires
Meeting the dread of conclusion
Perhaps the aspiration drones?

Trailing little droplets
Leave their marks dark
Against the skin
Hidden in the depth of silence
Small puckering makes
Their presence known

You find a tremor, trembling
Within the soul
Is it asking your permission
Or knowing your wants
Finding the centre from
Which you crave
That feeling sinking to the pits

The lull holds baited breathe
To fall into the ecstasy awaiting
Its tenuous nature gives
Instant pleasure staring, fulfilling the return
Caress tingling aftertaste…..

by Sukunami Taka

Mused by Sukunami Taka around 10:15 PM

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