the way she flows like clouds
across a moonlit sky, it's no surprise
that i might find her here
the way i'm sinking through the filth
couldn't be the way to heaven.
though devils and gods are known
to be turned at the slightest touch
because now,
the things i'd like to do to you
could mean the fear of losing you
long before you know me.
but if you look with love and hear
with open ears, these fears my dear
will drift away like flaunted souls
whose pride the world will never know.
Author notes
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