Promises made behind the veil
the self-committed to the unsaid
are realized in graphic bliss
tempered by impermanence

those lurid dreams of the obscene
exist beyond morality
harbored in the inky depths
where restraints tempt the fates

chains cast aside in pursuit
of revelation deep within
no longer held by the norms
a celebration pressing flesh

the dull sanity of the dawn
asks too much in exchange
when a longing for escape
begs for sleep instead of wake.

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