our blood runs
like the tides
our feverish need
the moon above
she is my ebb
and i her flow
together
we make the lands
around us
tremble
our hearts
thunder
like
a blacksmith’s hammer
raining sparks
from the white hot
iron
of our love
our blood runs
like the tides
our feverish need
the moon above
she is my ebb
and i her flow
together
we make the lands
around us
tremble
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Nice one Mike, loved it👍🏻
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Lovely
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thank you. all i wanted was sleep but the words had to be spoken
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Then let them be spoken. Glad you did. This one was really gorgeous. Good job.
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