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Jan 2011
At the anxious nightside
we entombed the few light
in the shadows of our kiss.

Once, and then for no more.

Where our dark erotica -
confused and hazed,
lustful, scarved and dazed?
Where our cold sight
that stubbled beneath the fractions
of our eyes?

Now, thy moves blind.
Always from instict
away your lips touching mine.
Disarme
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Disarme
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