SOAKED IN POETRY

Soaked in Poetry 

And long summer nights 

With wet kisses on my burnt skin 

Merging in the birthing canal 

My Soul tenderly, lets you in 

where two circles become three

And the endless longing

To Be

Is finally Free.

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