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About her.


Submitted:Oct 21, 2008    Reads: 105    Comments: 5    Likes: 3   


Unzipping the light

that flares my soul

I mould desire into

columns of speech

Letting the flames

char the roof of my senses

I quench my lust

with floods of she

For she is white

brilliant and glare

Left blind

I scent her step close

Her warmth

and pulse

Seeks capture

within a trap of emotion

Angled mirrors

stir confusion

Dim lit skies

scream in hunger

For they demand

the condensation

She leaves upon

my chrome plates





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