Friday, 17 March 2017

EUPHORIA


You dance through my breath 
Like a mote of dust
Joyous and free 
Crawling into my secret nooks 
Elatedly 
Sprawling languidly in my veins 
At home 
As if you belong there 
Eternally
( well, you do! ) 
And that's how I hope it'll always be 
Me draped around you
You, subsumed into me  
Being us 
Unrestrictedly 

MS




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