As if I had no mind, I flailed my wild
and reckless arms about. The moving ground
seemed still beneath me, I stared at the blank
expanse of sky above. Is she my fate
or something else? I'm thinking of the final
words she spoke, under my hands the soft
and supple thighs. I see the threads of webs
that spiders make in the grass, I'm moving over
the earth in postures. I am observing three
birds fly from tree to tree, a single crow
sits on the fence. I want to have the pure
and true love of her as mine, I want to be of
heaven and not earth. I am feeling the hot
and revolving Sun express its intensity.
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