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Eternal bliss gently placed in the bosom of the purest love…my lips touch the moon and for a second it’s the kiss that lights up my world. With sight of the moonlit Norwegian fjords, the sun’s love I give no second nor third thought.

The proclivity of it all, dipped in a pleasingness so fatal its unheard of… a smile swirled in moonshine, one silk touch and I become unfurled. Quivering into  a moment enticingly surreal, I become distraught.

Teasingly besotted with…an induced magnetism I yearn not to be free of… indebted by a lover’s thrill, I plummet to the core of neworld  with no chance of being caught.

blood moon