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I Am Santo

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INDIFFERENT Plucked from the vine and minus all thorns to protect, this heart blooms, arteries threading petal limbs and grabbing for belonging. It doesn’t choose, but wheeling stars and the curve of destiny craft felony ghosts moving this way and that, through and passed, skin absent yet intention reaching deep; pulling, teasing, holding, coaxing, unfurling […]

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Strangling the sun, the air in suffocated gasps drawn through struggling lips; what an eclipse tongue plays over heart. In orbit, strangely in control of each hope, each sentiment, the two rarely align and mystery swirls in the spaces between, cracks and crags eager like wet sex for domination by the thick length of desire. […]

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I want to open you up. I want to be your sun. I want to bring the wet, so just yeild to my tongue. I want to glide into welcome. I want surrender on approach. I want your mouth on mine, my hand gripping your throat. Let’s teach nature new tricks, let’s find new ways […]

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Release inhibitions and flow with inebriated thought through tough passages. Freed from the spiral of locks and closed doors each blank page thrust ahead, any suggested ingredient traps ink between two fingers, opening doors joining disparate worlds and allowing voices an echo into resonance line after line, composition from entropy. It’s the order of failing […]

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