| WHAT WE WISH TO INSPIRE |
Beautiful is better than hot
beauty is in everywhere around us
there is beauty of human look female-male
there is beauty of nature
there is beauty of art
there is beauty of ideas and thoughts
even there is beauty in ugly things
however it's ugly
if you tried to find beauty on it you will
love beauty ... love the pure life
~written by naro5656 (Group Founder)
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breaking free as a rainbow torrent on the other side.
The rainbow goes through a second prism,
returning to its fair luminous form.
We are the spectrum manifested.
We fell through the prism and became
colored incarnations of the light.
Each connected since the beginning
and until the end.
When our time to leave comes,
we will go through the second prism
and we will return, return to purity.
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Caress a cold cheek,
Softer where he struck-
years ago. Bold, bleak,
fears to flow amuck.
Serious or Jest?
Try to trust undressed.
Such disgust, confessed.
This... is beautiful.
Let go. Lose control...
Threat hides behind sin,
Sweat glides cold again.
First fraught to flinch when
shown sweet affection:
One kiss, to brush skin
Recoil? Nervous cringe.
Flee! Spoil the syringe!
Or empty it, in vein.
Victim. Just a slave,
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When she rises, we reign.
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We shed our skins in the starlight.
We become our trueselves in the dark.
We roam the labyrinths of trees.
We materialize desires buried deep.
We become one with the elements,
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