Converge on Instinct

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Soft, whimpering notes
Cascade from the idle dresser
To waft below in the absolute dark
And commune with the lonesome
Bellowing moonlight

While lovers writhe
And burrow into their affairs
Taken up by the swirl
Of exhilaration, melody and primal instinct

Break away from your callous words
Your past dissents
Your long forgotten chasms

Bury it all
In the warmth of midnight splendor
The fervent tussle
The mists of fleeting devotion

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.