Conjoinings
By ecologist
tHE Color of her HEART paints crimson hues amongst the AMBERS + GREENS lining the boulevard where BUTTERFLIES play + dream of lOVERS lying in the long grass beneath SPANS of sky without end, a roof for their HOUSE Of BEING where kisses + caresses silently, sensuously effortlessly MERGE on into the other bleeding, blending coalescing with breath BECOMING all + nothing while the color of her heart BLOSSOMS her flower your flower a choice CHOOSE WELL Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 11:38 PM PST 0 • 10
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