I want you to love me
like you loved me when we met.
After time and experience what's love
but a nebulous concept? I'm all yours.
Clutch my searing sparkle, while it's yours,
like your ardor is too voracious to contest.
I'm all yours. I want you to love me
as the moment's past, like you've
endeavored to make the moment last.
Had I ever adored
another sacred satellite
more, I would have left
but I'm permanently
pulsing in narcosis on the floor,
dead devoted, waiting for the wanton
conflagration to return.
Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 9:05 PM UTC
I want you to love me
like you loved me when we met.
After time and experience what's love
but a nebulous concept? I'm all yours.
Clutch my searing sparkle, while it's yours,
like your ardor is too voracious to contest.
I'm all yours. I want you to love me
as the moment's past, like you've
endeavored to make the moment last.
Had I ever adored
another sacred satellite
more, I would have left
but I'm permanently
pulsing in narcosis on the floor,
dead devoted, waiting for the wanton
conflagration to return.
.....
This one's for you.
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