Am I alone in this velvet head? When I cried to you it was all satin and rubber gagging me tight and I saw the star of your brow and the slow hiss of your eye caught me and my breath was hung in the air, suspended as ice.
Where?
I look to my lunar sky and all I see is swirling cosmos and powder sprinkle; it is moving in circles all pulsing and dancing. I reach my hand to it but it is hung at the wrist in the leather straps and dainty buckles and antique lace. Clearly this is reality. We are the red and the blue, we are the alpha and the omega. It will all end in a pillar of fire and washed clean in the waters of the golden dawn. We will bathe in it and I will be bound and beautiful and renewed.
Where?
I look to my lunar sky and all I see is swirling cosmos and powder sprinkle; it is moving in circles all pulsing and dancing. I reach my hand to it but it is hung at the wrist in the leather straps and dainty buckles and antique lace. Clearly this is reality. We are the red and the blue, we are the alpha and the omega. It will all end in a pillar of fire and washed clean in the waters of the golden dawn. We will bathe in it and I will be bound and beautiful and renewed.
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quasi_sean:
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! i am excited. 
quasi_sean:
come to chat!