Pure

With an unexplainable Atmosphere
Something so ripe with joy
Grasping it with your fists in desperation
Like a precious child hood toy

With its gravitational pull
It draws you deeper and deeper in
Attracting the heart closer
Creating ripples in your skin

With its magma-like substance
Melting your muscles to dust
You sink deeper and deeper
With its self-indulgent lust

With its wings behind your back
Balancing you as your fly
Up into the sweet white clouds
And through the weeping sky

With its purity of a butterfly
It seeps through your chest
Love is a precious thing
Resting under your breast

Thankyou
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