when you make love with your muse
it ceases to be a mus’ing
both become countless strands
holding the another
gazing at the ceiling
a mirror image of love
an embrace turning to stone
deliverance
“When the rusty shackles of our emotions are being unchained, we can become lovers without a cause, and intrinsically the deepest wells of our unconsciousness may uncover the uncharted territories of deliverance, granting free rein to our intuition and giving love downright carte blanche." ~ Erik Pevernagie
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