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Your volatile emotions for me, dearest
Have escaped thru your termite-holed walls:
The frenzied breaths in the after-midnights
Lick sweaty kiss-marked skins collapse and slither
Toward the red ocean of burning fiery candles in the dark.
Held-back tears of ecstasy
Enjoy the wisdom and division of attention;
But pause for a little while, dearest
To answer this question briefly:
How many times does love masturbates hate
To lick your fascination for me off your ice cream?
It melts quickly in its sudden death a hundred times more
Than the countless rebirth of my phoenix:
My Alpha
Is your Omega
My voice creates music of madness in the background,
Ready to belt a symphony for the little gathering;
And then suddenly my throat constricts:
Turning around, our muse, dearest, succumbs to demise.
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rbs
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