Intertwining in the dark, shimmering flames glow in honor and respect of gratitude. incense clears the air and the mind. the beloved comes. . . like souls touch, evoking inner longings to open more, to surrender more, to remembering union with the divine though interconnecting. unique expressions, coming together, melting into pure ecstasy, a coming home. tastes of ecstasy tantalizing. . . awakening beings become fully conscious while intertwined. and who can say where one begins and the other. . .
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