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Sacrifice
Shroud me
envelope me in your absent silence
your vivid rain
The aim of your perception
The engaged sensation
of an elegant delight
Starvation of erotica
undone
Too long and inviting a glance.
Invisible cries
of melting suns
within the calm labyrinth of your eyes.

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Rasped fire
Affecting flame
Envelope me
leave no trace.

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Would that a man be less of the stars, than light
For mine eyes are not blind to the beauty
    of darkness.
Darkness, sickly sweet
    With skin like the sea
    and Eyes like yellow wine; would that I dance
of your touch
Blank stare into internal skies
Skies of hope and prosperity,
that they should clash in a glitter of despair
And to be lost? With smoke and dreams,
so do I vanish.

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The hunt
Poised
A destined inclination
withering mesh
    brought into an array
bound by
Ecstasy.
With a tumultuous rising
venturing into the light
and then into a warm
darkness
Bonded only
    by motion
    friction bound
        by virtue
    Virtue
Restrained only until the touch of a sigh
And then surrendered.

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Thrill, sound of laughter
Small and delicated
with light,
    a spirit
    untouched
Effortlessly gliding
through the sun
Beaming
May it never
    end.
Emotion sea
The dying darkness
The silver steel
All banished;
    wiped away with a
    single word
a touch of the hand
And assurance
of
you.

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