Is my soul elegant enough?
Is my heart eloquent enough?
I want you to lay down and...
Seconds dissolve as
veins fall from heaven
And we make love to the things
we're made of
Your skin tears at my nails
Your skirt slips at my hands
as you open up to sin
The spaces invaded
by angels and dead friends
crouching around our bed
to look on and love with us
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