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Old 08-26-2015, 03:53 PM   #1
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Default Constrikta - Ebb and Flow

The moonlight glistens, it's our tidal intuition
We rocked the boat one time.. we fit the prism
The shining strands of hair across those eyes..
..A perfect preface, to the title we had written
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A voice coils around, constricting the spirit
Yet always uplifting.. a princess, my dearest
So tranquil & unperturbed, perfection obtained
I see you in my dreams... but yes, I'm awake
Serenity so untouched, our movement so warm
The dunes, under the boardwalk, you in my arms
That giant ball of gas drops in the horizon
Sweat in the sand, we're locked in as it lightens
Fingers intertwined, breasts on my sternum
Caressed by a goddess or this celestial person
Hex or a curse impossible, her silhouette..
Kept me on my toes, spinning.. no pirouette
Reaching Avalon, we were one w/ the planet
Rising up together but it plunged like a gannet
It crumbled down, seems I found a rockslide
Time's a flat circle I'd spin counterclockwise
Just to once again touch that radiant figure
Glowing, pretty frame, my Arcadian picture
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Yet I question faith, old skies w/ the sparrow
How the devil manifests to lie in the marrow
As autumn approaches, Earth is turning gold
You in the breeze, only hurts a yearning soul
Your fine aroma, still was mine inside the coma
I'd die alone, love, to take away the myeloma
Whimsical in unison.. we owned the universe
But his wishes so punitive, scolding to coerce
That deprivation, left me stuck in desperation
It begun.. once they unplugged the respiration
Nirvana's unbeknownst to your spirit departing
When the waves hit our pier.... I'm hearing you calling

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