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Smooth, the touch of a lovers hand upon your skin
which wakes a beating heart within
it stirs the sparks of bold desire
and fans the flames a little higher
calm, the way you used to talk me out of all my bad dreams
lovely, the way you used to fight my demons
The portal to home.
Where the ocean meets the sky,
and the wind whistles.
 Mar 2021 Odd Odyssey Poet
Kawa
“Falling in love” is a contradiction in itself, because in love there is only the rising, the ascending, not the falling.
You can not fall in love, but rather, rise.

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