November 10, 2009

Lover

Tuesday, 09 December 2008 at 22:34
Lover’s rewards are salt crystal cheeks
Bitterness the romantic’s destination
Spend eternities in sets of weeks
Inconsolable unto sublimation

In molecules of mute frustration
In shadow creases of the Mask
A bitter penalty for elation
The thirsty die but never ask

If I were to drift off like wood on a stream
And you were to cease like some perfect dream
The beasts would go away


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