The Winter Session

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Simplicity flutters in the moment
Just what comes natural in pure diamond mind

Harmony is gained.
Unity maintained.

The texture of a gown on our fingers
Lips frozen in cedar
The artful dance of seduction
To the beat of an ancient rhythm.

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Whispers in the snow
Liquids on the tongue
Grapes and apples
Bread and wine
Soft pillows
Incense & rites
Flickering flames
The warmth of a graceful hand.

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