Delicate fragility .

When I whisper love to your ear , do you feel me ? Do you feel me ? Do you feel me when I exhale a puff of smoke and look into the sky and see god smiling at me ?   Do you feel me when I sit there all alone pondering the straightness of those margin lines ?

Do you feel me ? Do you feel me when my naked body burns with passion and turns to fire to ignite you ? Do you feel me ? Do you feel me when I hold your hands in the wintery mornings and walk through the fire of smog ? Do you feel me when I lie on the ground and bleed ?

Do you feel me , love ?
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