Rasasvada

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 (n.) the taste of bliss in the absence of all thoughts.

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The breaths you let linger within

the air I breathe are what remind

me what safety truly feels like. The

words you leave on my tongue

taste sweet with anticipation

that I may be able to hear once

more. The way you hold me can

leave me gasping for air days

after you leave my grasp. Your

words leave bliss upon my frail lips.

Your touch can send me into a trance

of pure euphoria. You leave me feeling

like a small boy, pure without an ounce

of knowledge as to what the world of

love may break.

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