hollow
what are these words
never forced to swallow
what bird from flame
oh feathers
of
night

cling me her to these shadows
what dare
of
breath

she came with inscense
scent
of
flesh

howl to me in misery
oh moon with pleasures beams
soak through my flesh
here
as
i
dream


an
other
impression
her lips
in
motion
blowing calms
through the palms
?















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