uranium
two thirty eight
courses
through her smile
irradiating
my carbon core
rearranging
this insipid heart
pulsating
in atomic dissonance
there is a mushroom cloud in her eyes that leaves nothing but ash in her wake, all i want is to burn in the purifying flames of her embrace as the world fades to white around us
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Beautiful ❤
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thank you, Neelam. your kind words are appreciated.
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You’re welcome Mr Ennenbach.
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…all of it…..but the sentence at the end….the surrender of that.
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love is surrender in the most beautiful of ways
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Gorgeous. ❤️
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thanks, EC. all true
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