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last night i dreamed of laying by a lake.
laying there i look deep into the water.
warm by the touch to where soft ripples wave.
i shead my robe and sink my flesh into the still waters.
slowly i am surrounded by the flood of pluvious chills.
fully submerged i open my mouth. swallow the thick water before me.
tastes of sweet salt.
i gentally move thru the water.
displacing the stratum of thoughtful intricacy.
esoteric pholosiphys of the heart melt.
all that is left is scintillant purity of love.