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XX Dream

Circadian clocks threaten to interrupt our aching utopic meet

Holding onto lucidity to commune in ecstasy

Free in the anonymity of our dreams

You appear and I know its time

I'm anew and set alight

Something unearthly about you

Every time I kiss your petals in morning dew 

Mirror configurations, homogametic enigma

If taboo would evanesce, would the flames die

Is there any need to echo or admit in waking life

Conflicting identities

Every time you swallow me

Only here no responsibility

Purely hedonistic fantasy 

You appear and I know it's time

I'm anew and set alight

Something unearthly about you

Every time I kiss your petals in morning dew

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