she has taken a bow to begin the cleansing
her eyes will be directed towards the heavens
Jelefi will refresh her soul through ZephyrRain

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dark tunnels echo the ravens call
catching every black sleek feather
before the sound can escape...
waiting alone in the tree top bare
he is bored and hopeful for a lover

lost in the darkness of thought

quietly piecing puzzles through long breaths
nothing cleaves
nothing makes sense

plain
no luster or shine
a humble dull
removed from the bag
slightly rejected stone
content in this form
quiet and observant
uncoated and pure
soaking every exposure
rubbed from frequency
smooth and warm

perched on the post each curve is framed along side the lunette
delaying the foray of sensual plunder the walls are gently combed
slip over the linen while arching the bows and catch me my darling

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