First,experience the aura.
Swim into viscosity, acknowledging the breathlessness
seizing diaphragm so gently; neither heavy nor harsh,
there are hints of rarest essences affecting chest's
trajectory like pressure, deca-leagues of depth at every step.
Take another.
Consecrate each moment's slow progression.
Accidental seeds made green in quick development
deliver instability rooted chiefly in lack of precedent.
Reflection unveils evidence:
replay the scenes when autumn sang softest,
and Orion on horizon mimicked prone placement, when bubbling
peals of laughter were all that buoyed conscuousness.
Once fully marinated they speak sounds like pretty lights.
Let the mixture coalesce. Eliminate distance, increase heat.
Yet unarticulated tongue tracks made visceral will link nerve
to nerve, drawing sustenance to the surface of the skin,
patterned in a gentle meniscus curved like space-time.
To touch it will be the sweetest violation; to penetrate,
spoon's wild fantasy: cinnamon and habanero- pleasure enough
to make the metal weep. Line the rim with that salt for its bitterness.
Peel the shelled peripheries. Embrace, and admire your alchemy.
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