soul thrives in vacuum--Bop Poetry

Posting here, another Bop Poetry. This is in complete opposite voice of what I wrote in my last post. Do read that too, if you have not. I like the refrain thing in the Bop as it kind of makes the whole poem come out in a different way. Read the poem without the refrain and you will know what I mean. Next I will write Beat Poetry. Watch out this space!

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in that wilderness of love
closed eyes picture you
musk smell gets to me
nailed to myself
my senses are alive
yet tranquility permeates

lost in you, your touch, my mind
boggles at different possibilities

beating into me
throb of our indistinguishable skin
I shake out of myself
anchoring into yours
even though you clutch
that vacuum you are so fond of
nothingness is something
in which you thrive

lost in you, your touch, my mind
boggles at different possibilities

skin have their own language
breath speak in silence
closed eyes meet
in the way only they know
cohesion of particles is inevitable
when souls submerge

lost in you, your touch, my mind
boggles at different possibilities

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The Bop:

First stanza, six lines presenting a situation, event, or problem.
Two line refrain.
Second stanza, eight lines, expanding on the first stanza.
Two line refrain.
Third stanza, six lines, resolving or concluding the poem.
Two line refrain.