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i was your ageless phrase
an exhausting prelude to things you need to say
but i won't
devoured i am
devoured you were
scrimmage love
you pressed your body against me
for a time
and i undeniably became yours

you shattered your mind loving me
it was hard to reach
and still, i was undeniably yours

the efforts we make to stay in love
it will **** us, it will keep us warm
it will end what we knew we were
it will create what it was

loving you is muscle memory
and i want your muscle on me
i want your mouth in between
crossing our teeth
and you won't need to apologize for your future shortcomings
because i already know
your body, a chapel
your right arm my religion
i hesitate to call you my love yet i always feel it

i'm used to obsession but this is different
i worship every detail of your blonde skin and manic indecision
the pale gesture i make to speak to you
is small and adolescent
you must feel this as you hardly return

i am wearing the ropes thin
hoping to endure what i can
until i give in
and finally forget about
what it was that i even
was hoping for
the pulse of your unknown leaves me wanting more
in every song, i sing of letting go
in every note, i sing of you as home
I see you
and I want to see you

the timing is endless
Flickering
    In the waters
Are tiny omitted truths
   Regressed to the depths
Just light enough to prove

Theory
    On the current
Perspective from the raft
  No forecast foretold
A blind mans craft

    In the eye of the storm
In the calm
     Of its wake
Reflections
    Shine clearer
   He'll get
What he can take

Numb by the cold wind
   Of the storms of past
Clinging to the feeling
He's letting down the mast

For he has no need
Of a light house beaming
Those flickering omitions
    Are the light
       Of how he's feeling
Whisper
  That you
Missed her
Ever softly
In her ear

Whisper
   Won't you
Mister
Loud enough
   For her
To hear

Tell your lover
  That you love her
That you'll always
    Hold her dear

Tell her
  Young feller
If you hope
To keep her
       Near
An unlit cigarette
Burns
Breathlessly
Inhaling
High
On a low
Between the lines
Waiting
Patiently
For nothing
Watching death
With life filled eyes
A caged
Free spirit
Haunting the haunted
Listening
To silence
In a loud room
While speachlessly
  Conversing
Of unrefined
Technique
Inspired introspective perspective
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