Everything is white.
This is my second poem for the course, a bit 'longer than the previous one! I hope to please =)
Wraps the body flow,
soft, but not so hot and I'm afraid that I leave
bay and myrrh kiss me.
arms targeted and vibrant
expect a solid beat,
want the empty air burning.
fullness Invisible to the eyes,
plasma fragile to flourish,
warmth where everything vanishes,
energy that overflows from the body.
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