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 Jul 2019 Simon Zec
Akira Chinen
every inch of you beautiful
the perfection of sin
the definition of love
but all I could hope
or dare dream
is but a moment
to get lost in the heaven
blooming eternally
in the celestial spheres
of your eyes
Her eyes glisten as she rabbits
on about how Mars is in its second
alignment, and the moon is
in her corner.

The bell above the door tinkles
as it slams--

Vagaries of fate swoop and
dive, and
he can’t stop thinking
about how beautiful
her lips are
as they move.

— The End —