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She will drink your prayers straight from your mouth
And her lips will taste of chaos and shadows
But you will not mind and kiss her hard
Until your exhales reek of her
          (you accept all of her being)

Her careful hands will roam around your body
And the starlight dripping from her fingertips
Will seep in your pores and contaminate
Your insides with her stars
          (and she gives you all she can offer)

She will stain your skin with the red of her lips
And draw constellations on your neck
She will mark you with her teeth
And paint over the faults and cracks on your skin
          *(she makes you and at the same time, fixes you)

— The End —