Season's Rituals

Season's Rituals

Discontinuities of time notched

in between daily human

daemons

.

.

It's a long night

windy and rainy

orange alert

forecast

your face shall be

rescued

from the cold tempest

although

away-far-away

your heart shall be

coaxed

in short, effusive

pleasure

kindling stars

ethereal,

port shall be drunk

running down your

throat

moistening lips

far-aside-far

Those shall I

kiss

promptly in a long wish

I submit

trilled glasses

and funaná

hips

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