The things ive said
the sensuality grasped
in the etherreal
or a bit of what you fancy
in the wood, another triumph for sensuality
another normal animal
black, or white
coloured, or
anything in the fridge
or between the finite and the infinite
Form of the universe
you, me, you, me
All action
between, nothing and somethingness
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