Sun and Stone

Cool solid slumber

A gentle morning

A warm caress of light

Light on Stone

The life ball turns…

The higher the sun

The lower the Stone

Familiarity breeds

Heat

Sharp arrows

Made of light

“I want to split you”

“Come I will absorb you”

A union of heat

And Sponge

A slow orgasm

A Gradual ebb

To a cold solid

Slumber

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