Gods favorite
Aimless gazes staring right at one another as
Sounds of a sentence fill rooms void of vibrations.
unsteady jitters fill our body if
asking to be waged in a bet of promises with words of clothe and torso. A hug.
Screams with a full body, messages of peace filled with love, eyes with the ocean.
Air and gravity bend when you walk thru a space. You must’ve seen the gods favorites. For they all look like you.
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