thoughts from my 18 year old self

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“I come to thee in the dawn and the moment of dusk. Giving of my grasp, my cheek, the yearnings & call of my heart; deep and all loving, searching for grace. There is not space enough to hold all of thee and yet I wish for you to dwell in the folds of me. Can my heart hold out for such joy? Will my desire fade while I have breath still in me?”

– Shelley Adelle

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  1. Max Secunda

     /  October 31, 2013

    A ringing bell that resonates
    A spinning swell lost in space
    A silent orbit fixed in place
    That through my heart
    Erupts in flesh.

    Max Secunda

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