Sometimes before
Their voices buried in wind chimes
Echoed in the dark
Gently touching unattended ears
Caressing imaginations
Suffocating in exuberance
Starving in mediocrity
Beneath blinded horizons
On winter solstice nights
Dreams of awakening
Body next to body
Making tapestries of desire
Tracing contours, tracing touch
Embroidered with fulfillment
This was a random collaboration from the comment section between the lovely Lorraine, and myself. Her words are italicized. But better yet more of her words are found at https://myfrillyfreudianslip.wordpress.com
We have experimented with accidental or complimentary poetry before. https://myfrillyfreudianslip.wordpress.com/2016/12/17/words-become-necessary/
Coloring Outside the Lines 
Thanks for pulling this together — it is a strange comment synchronicity that flows.
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It’s prefect in that it flows. Rivers and streams have ripples. texture gives life. One of my favorite followers couldn’t understand we did this without structure. 😀.
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Beautiful! You are Lorraine wrote this together?
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Yes. We play together with comments. One of us write a line (intentional or not) and the other adds to it. Next thing you know we have something or nothing
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That is awesome!
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It started by accident. We have only had the two that made a decent length. I love we have the ability to do this together. It’s a tough game to promptly or reply that can lead to something that wirks
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Very nice that ya’ll can do that spontaneously!
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