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My wild tongue caught your bite,
& we set flight higher than kites;Searched all down beneath crust,
&
lifted high till clouds blinded mine touch;a blue hue set appeared fast
as a sudden lightening strike,
piercing below layers of warlike,
a seizing heart wielding rusted knife;
possessed an uncommon passion inside;drench sweets down
parched dessert throat,
hands shall climb highest peak towards celestial globe,
or yet -
lengthy tightrope;
my love reaches beyond capable telescopes.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...