In the auroral epoch

I was lying supine
In the auroral epoch

I was all unconscious
In your swathed grasp

I was all numb
In your basking warmth

I was in liberation
In your soothing arms

I was irresistible
In your electrifying tactile

I was elated
In your endearing stance

I was in salvation
In your rendered love potions

I was in solace
In your tucked up chastity

I was getting pandered
In your sleeky jostles

I was gnawing elixirs
In your puckered labials

I was all petrified
In your lanky gossamers

I was held forth
In your flaccid protrusions

I was all doused up
In your perspiring caress

I was in visceral sensation
In your savoring soul

I was inhaling life
In your somatic piquance

I was feigning trance
In your beatific dance

I laid myself supine
For the auroral epoch

It all happens
In the auroral epoch

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A tribute to platonic love

I dream ....

I dream of silence
the silence of air
of air that I breathe in
breathe that strangles the silence

I dream ....

I dream of running
running in teeming rain
the rain that fills puddles
puddles that thwart running

I dream ....

I dream of coddles
the coddles of my mother
A mother whose voice is boon
A boon with nonpareiled coddles

I dream ....

I dream of the warmth
the warmth of my sweetheart
the sweetheart of my soul
a soul long deserted of warmth

I dream ....

I dream of times
times that don't stay by
what stays are the memories
memories that evoke every passing time

I dream ....