cotton clouds

toes, toes, knees, nose.
kiss me, kiss me, above here
in the atmosphere.
touch, touch,
everything in between
you, you, me.
your spine and bones
physically free me.
toes, toes, knees, nose,
kiss me, kiss me, above here
in the outer part
of our atmosphere.

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the super famous stars
aren't as galactical as my mind,
which,
is really free to the cosmos
and not consumed by one soul.