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Description In my mind, I can feel you through walls;
your warm ocean cleans and bathes me
with gratuitous suds of
blind art and non-verbal poetry
as the pictures
and the words
sink to the bottom of our wandering waves
perfumed with the sweet air of your breath,
my senses tingle at the tip of enticement,
and my head swims in the bottomless lakes
of pure agape emotion.

In my heart, I've known you for ages;
the familiar unknown presence,
and pulsating swells of
undying faith and certain knowledge
justly humbles me
and clings to me
like the gentle dew in the fields of morn.
Just to touch your face, to hold your arms;
oh, how my time is never too long with you,
and yet I'd gladly die for more --
to make this never cease.
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