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Updated on December 17, 2010

I feel the warm air from your lungs burst on my face like a

crashing wave.

  feel your claws possess me with strange energies.

  hearts spasm on the same beat.


Our music,

  discordant rythym of long extinct tribes.


We speak in tongues.

  dead words with no meaning.

A dance of jerks and soaring

wind blows the sweat from our bodies.

Mingled oils of conflicting skins.

Now one.

We fly briefly

One consciousness

Break into foam and the world absorbs us,

molecules formed anew.


Realigned polarities.


I breathe sounds into your ear

That only you know the meaning of.


Does Fate blow through the alleys of the city

shimmering softly in currents of air?

  does it touch the bodies of strangers and

  bring them together?

Or is our union merely a traffic accident of attraction...


In a place of no time.


Before Time began,

Who were we?

Did our spirits mingle?

Or were they the same?



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    • winepress profile image

      winepress 6 years ago

      A broad view on before we came to being.

      You are unique.


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      Denise Handlon 6 years ago from North Carolina

      Absolutely beautiful. I'm so glad I read this tonight. A perfect way to end my day, thank you. This was awesome! I voted it up, and I'll be back for more reading.

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      Fehl Dungo 6 years ago from close to you...

      ooh wow that was so hot, beautiful and sweet!

      Happy Holidays Mr. Joe :)

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      Jess Killmenow 6 years ago from Nowheresville, Eastern United States

      "I breathe sounds into your ear

      That only you know the meaning of."

      Love that.

      Reads like a birth and sex collage or perhaps collision, kaleidoscopic.


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      Dark Heart 6 years ago

      Pachuca,Darski and Laurie.Three wise women said nice things about my work.You make me feel good.Thanks

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      LaurieDawn 6 years ago

      Your prose is poignant and profound. Your words dark yet felt. Haunting but yet beautiful in the way that they seem to reach out and touch you in the Universe.



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      Darlene Sabella 6 years ago from Hello, my name is Toast and Jam, I live in the forest with my dog named Sam ...

      We were never the same; that is why we need, want to reach out and touch and smell and join those different senses of touch, smell, sound. They fly around us in a swurl of confusion and joy. People need to mingle the essisense to share. Love your hubs always, your friend and fan darski

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      Pachuca213 6 years ago

      This was hot! loved it.