Seekers Who Are Lovers Brush by gracefully A love as big as a risk Fills you up And you can't look on The breath of god in my mouth A love you can taste God get some paste He and I, breath to breath Clothed in saliva Healing thru your arm I cant stop hungering for otherness. I forgot the use My head fall out the sky And crashed into my palms Jesus God valentine Love On the tip of it The old rivers lack of other sweet scents So sweet You are a woman just as you are a man Creeping on the Gas Is a magic love, like, Like a Flights, clouded peak I was choking on the blood Whose camouflages, lack of soul Whose misty fire, muses soul Kneeling by the harm Which is promising the way His poor essence, under the truth love and heart polish itself I slid my heels but slowly ran So send Lucifer into hell
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