sunlight
where
your
fatal chord
of music
strains
the mute
scepter
of night
bleeds
crimsonly
a thin note
of thigh
parting
light(
your
mouth
which
ekil
is
a
turned
upon
medallion
ofvery
Spring.Agape
T
o
receive
the
thick
brutal
sex
of poppies
)
Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
sunlight
where
your
fatal chord
of music
strains
the mute
scepter
of night
bleeds
crimsonly
a thin note
of thigh
parting
light(
your
mouth
which
ekil
is
a
turned
upon
medallion
ofvery
Spring.Agape
T
o
receive
the
thick
brutal
sex
of poppies
)
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