i lay my lips against your thighs
brush your hair
how the wind feels nice
i take your breeze to give you bliss
revoke the bad i used to kiss
to transcend into this
simplicity upon your hips
hands in grasp
to tango or to fall
to jazz or twirl down the narrow halls
we frolic through forests of our horror
kiss the necks of broken promises
i slumber in your eve
dream of thieves in the night
who steal your heart yet hold you tight
i lay my lips against your thighs
the hairs of your essence
flicker of our candle
we cut the wick
to extend
we held our hands
in evanescence
i loved you
before
all
of
this
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