Soul Conclave

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inching in
with a lightning
synced pace
the, your, magnetic arrival
further in mere definition
sounded
either a neolithic myth
or a farfetched futuristic
understatement

your
sunshine flares
glowered
in a knocking release
keying in
infinitesimal yet precisely
superimposed
momentary frictional sparks
out of rarely met
abrasive dispositions
that which
quick-made malleable blooms
drawn
inside your molten peripheries

the then
my unending nectarine drips
in your fiery realms
fuelled our dreamy rendezvous
as I crumbled to ashen flights

your relentless
sun nation
feeds in
this suspended passion bird
the needful

eternal love  appetite

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