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Fingers levitate in midair
and goosebumps scatter all over.
Hesitation.
Will this touch taint him gold?
A hand devours a heart and a yellow waterfall seeps out.
Oceanic electricity wraps around this chest and without
a beat, toxic breaths spawn at his lips filling him.
These eyes open and see his body filling with toxicity.
Fear.
These eyes close and suppress the dark.
Swallow his pain. Make it unknown.
Hands come and spread open.
So warm against these cold hands.
Look and see.
These eyes open and fill with colors.
Watch.
A heart forms imperfectly in his chest.
Yellow electricity envelopes it and blue streams
circle his body.
Safety.
These hands remain cold
and my chest electrified.
But my heart revives imperfectly in rainbowed colored
schemes.
Toxicity was never it.
Blue streams engulf this man from my lips.
A sweet blue whose existence was mine alone to accept
but together to embrace.
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The Maze of Curiosities
PoetryPoetry is a writing of passion And a lonely fashion Hated by most But something to toast. This writing would be heaven And a worth given lesson To anyone out there To become bare And be Rare. How may you ask? Leave your mask Forget its existen...
