on momentary pause
thoughts become costs
at the import rate of time
heeding manifests of bless
reading depesets of crime...

sonic breeze
aches to be nearer
clearer
No better lover...
no more an Other...

My heart beat is your'z
hear me.

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The question comes again...: "What are you doing?"

And then the silence prevades the song lending itself to a whole new entirely different yet the same...part of The Beat.

Heavenly, still not quite close enough. How You call me oh Master.
Punctuation

enter The Divine

So far surpass the so called 'power' these fishes flaunt. Tennon bangs from far beyond. Dishes a buffet lacking nothing save restraint.

Sweet god I commend thee...!
Applaud your very presence.
Dreamer once defiled
See now how I envy.

Lift me up
on wholly wings
amending all I'm tending

...

Might I scream
with all my voice

I've broken through...
The fog, the lace,
The even trace of my breathing

Reaping Penetrating
envisions
C'mon B r i n g i t}}}