Written by m ennenbach

she is, while i madly am VIII

she is
impossible to define
a new language
made up
of scents
and raw emotion

she is
a transmission
from another plane
of existence
proving
the unreal is real

is it
any wonder
i love her
with the pure
innocence
of a first kiss

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