If We Poem by Vincent Silvertop
If We
I transcend, and overflow with sentiments like clothes in a washing machine.
My will penetrates the universe, its motion affects her face.
It shatters the mirror in a thousand pieces, its not afraid of love.
Warm, streams flow like diamonds, living for every pleasure.
No god but you, and that red satin divan where we caressed velvet skin.
The world was fab.
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