feathering myself
on the leafy surface
of your warm profile
sucked the last dropp of saliva
while falling into the ditch
2000 feet crashing the membranes
of dark aloud aflaming the globe
simply the creamy your origin
pasted our past and the present oceanic
warm and objectless object a symphony based
the falling the falling endless waving
cleared the illusion you and me
no different difference strangled
ecstasy for time being
falling not since no up no down in space
feathering not since mass and surface
illusory image to enjoy beauty
and digging ditching creaming screaming
the trap we are caught to return the origin
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Oh what a Wisdom capture in the infinite passion of the meaning of Life...Excellent