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Untitled

In the past 
or in the half-dreamed memory
between the laughter and the cry,
your voice echoes in my mind,
as I put out fires of longing
with my tears.

Hold on now, tightly,
hold on, as I kneel against you
in our treasure sleep,
with maddening yearnings
thrusting me toward 
the life inside of you,
opening you up like never before -
forever, sheltering you 
from the cries of death,
nurturing birth, forever -
in embrace of our love
under the phosphorous moonlight,
which glitters over 
the pearly-smooth flesh
of your navel capable of giving life.

Burning down all bridges
I lead...
as a man, yet merely a child,
claiming the world
with ravenous heart,
as I taste your opiumnating nectar
on my trusting lips, lost and found
within your amorous kisses.


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