instinct

the hands of your thoughts
took the hands of my thoughts
looking for companionship
𓇼
the exuberant light of your eyes
got entwined natural
in the untamed light of my eyes
𓇼
the champaigns, valleys, and
mountains of my body
are uttering unuttered poems
𓇼
happiness knows to exert
in our lust and longing,
the vocal cords' instinct
of our most sacred gift, —
𓇼
(life…)


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