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Towards cradling knights arms,
one as I feel at most feel close to heavens blissful tones' charm;
chest rises of passionate rhythm,
as sensual hands serenade upon two bodies collision,
play apart skin with crescendo notes my talented musician;
calmed mine mesmerized,
swear -
heart still swoons underneath magnificent eyes.
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Between Actuality & a Psychotic Embrace
PoetryA collection of my own combined styles of - Macro Poetry & QuoteArt, which = MacQuote Poetry. I will try my best to have new additions every week from my on-going-twisted-love-affair of writing poetry. For all the support and encouragements you al...