Multipule

Once she made the moon rise twice.
>          High and still above the quivering waves.
>Her Cosmic powers polarizing my heart
>          as my emotions rose and fell with the evening tide.
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>Once I sank and swam in the twilight of my desires
>          Drowning, suffocating, dying -waiting for her revived by her touch,
>her lips breathing in new life
>          My spirit reborn, My body awoken.
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>Once she burst into my life
>          The waves crashed and they howled
>My sleeping demons awoken by her storm
>          They demanded and begged for more.
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>Once she made time stand still
>          The hours of the night lost!
>Lost in the rhythm of our bodies,
>          Merging to mirror the rhythms of our heart.
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>Once she made the sun rise,
>          With nothing but her dark eyes
>Melting my soul down...
>          To the place it longed to be.