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Not fabricating the feelings

Goshua Trees

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Generosity, opens silence. Stillness, opens patience. Empathy, love, compassion, expression, in kindness, absolute acceptance, and release. This is trust's care, gravity's flow, eloquence's elegance, worn like darkness wears emptiness, with sincerity and vitality, given in warmth, by touch's cool breeze, candelabra. The recipe of ecstasy, and loss's fury. The place where deference describes forgiveness. And dedication, absence. Play, vulnerability. Authenticity. Interpretability. Naรฏvetรฉ, abandon. Beam; surprise. Invisibility. Holding. The center likes admitting. Rejecting. Planning. Integrating. Resolving. Withholding. Blocking. Recursing. Sleeping. Breathing. Smiling. Feeling. Burdening. Absorbing. Transmuting. Learning. Teaching. Connecting. Signalling. ฯ€. Sharing. Untying. Unifying. Dreaming. Glistening. Singing. Transforming. Sidestepping. Abstaining. Laughing. Listening. Choosing. Overthrowing. Upturning. Somersaulting. Orbiting. Showering. Cleaning. And messing the beginning, up with the ending. Shape, swims in texture. Dives in layer. Dressed in gorgeous, colour. Pattern's little weight, called feel. It speaks in tone, and shade. Soars in engulf. Pedals in petals. Silky bows, and flag ripples. Under the lift, enrapture, sealing completion. In relinquishment, possession. In passion, enchantment. In mesmerization. Emotion. Gushing, like ink from a candle, waxing the cathedrals and eons, off locations. Nothing but eyes, and curves. Everything but lushes, and glooms. Next to fires, oceans. Lies; Halting. Eternity, Temerity. Together, A part. Alive. No one asking: who am i ? Before i was. And after i die. Free of time. Clothed in entirety's, matchless design

Now's a night to fall