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trigger me slowly devoid of emotion
moistly I mumble a treacherous goodnight
whispering tremors of promise on silken delight
I cannot contend with manufactured contempt

exit my eyes with a slow draught of fear
felt louder and darker most devilish in word
left vacant and dozing until next worthwhile year
thoughtless I vanished

cloudy weather is certain death
one I can welcome with crystal eyes
desperate and content, ingrate and romantic
a dove moves slowly, the skies all die

"Even if I never see you again, touch you again,
taste you again, I'll always cherish your careful
fingers upon my skin. The face you made as I
slid inside you, the kisses that brought me from
death into life, or something like it. Even if you're
gone forever, your face is right here inside my eyes.
I'll love you forever until we're both worm feasts."

reverberating with boundless anticipation
juxtaposed twixt silence and a fear of loss
temporarily your angel in rags made of dark
I'll be yours tomorrow, so be mine tonight