In a few moments,
the world can appear to stop turning.
Time ticks on,
fabric slips over skin
and we’re entwined,
above any strongest form of bliss.
We’re right there amongst the greats,
amongst the fire in the sky.
The blue water underneath,
the gemstone green,
a solemn beauty,
a stone leff unturned.
I promise I won’t let you consume me,
as I’ve told you again and again
Dawning Creations 
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