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He is swimming in the breeze of her aroma --

Gulping was all he could manage when drinking her in --

Unable to sip the sins of her swollen mind --

Her love similar to a cavity of the heart --
Being with danger is like flirting with a tornado --
His presence like the calmer winds,

but demons coil around his waist until his body cannot refuse to cave. 

"unfinished snippet"

I wrote this awhile ago, and I just didn't like where it was all going. I of course never got rid of it, because for some reason it helps to break my writers block when I read it over and over. So.. not a poem, but also it is. :D 

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