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Jun 2012
Stuck in here with you
Translucent wings pinned down by your gravity as though like butterfly to cork
Under such a watchful gaze I start to tremble
Aroused and impatient beyond reliefΒ 
Cinder and smoke snake in the grass
I never stood a chance
You say the only way out is in
The savage call of your lonely heart seducing me
But I am the gate keeper and you are the key
Flush with blood wine, the scent sweet on our mingled breaths
Move closer. I want to feel youΒ 
Eyelids closing softly awaiting the pressure of sure lips
Instead the razor edge of emptiness cuts deep
Open eyes to a dreamscape where you exist
But in the piercing light of day I realize
I am alone
*And you are not sorry
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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