woven in thorny crosses
on a spiral spike
I break open
in fiery blossoms
my body a flowerbed
red roses in bloom
My chin on yr heart
beating fast my face
blushing with flame
Yr voice is every
where yr body every
where
where yr body every
where
I take yr hand in mine
its reach fills my grasp
at last I am touching sky
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