Martas poems: Le petit mort.

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Saturday, July 26, 2008

Le petit mort.

When your heart is beating so fast that even your convictions tremble and something inside of you overrides reason, something that wants to be, to explode inside of you and there is no stopping it, for it is not a part of you that wants culmination but your whole being so you let go and surrender to ecstasy; When there are no thoughts except to become one with him and like a bolt of lightning that turns into a myriad of colors expanding to fill every ounce of the mind, his soul invades your soul... Sign in to see full entry.

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