in pulses, upward
through atmospheres
downward, through time
concrete abstractions,
velvet vibrations
swaying slightly in cosmic breezes;
you are handcrafted,
vessels cracked
and rubbed smooth in places,
containing within you secrets
of life and heart and pain,
of manipulation,
of wile and wickedness;
compressed into humming essences,
imbued with warmth and brown sugar,
you exist in part in each soul
and every heart:
femininity
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