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June 27, 2017

there is a
ripe sunset,
waiting to taste
your voice,
dripping from
your open lips.

- like honey. like gold. like sweet and crisp. the afterglow you embody, the taste of you inside a sunset. open. full. light.

you— with the sky at your mercy. with the earth watching your every movement. it is you, then breath- taking soul. 

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