The Deaths of Lovers

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It’s not the love reserve untied, it’s not the love of any, of a million or how many. It’s the love of you, your dream knight gun, machined in binary, your electric brain so many sheep skins and shredded steak. It’s y...

It’s not the love reserve untied,

it’s not the love of any,

of a million or how many.

It’s the love of you,

your dream knight gun,

machined in binary,

your electric brain

so many sheep skins and

shredded steak.

It’s your delicate stance…

and tight…

cool iron underneath, the fluids

a river through your heart,

volcanic deep down where

you store me.

And the face sea is the wave,

we come together.

There. You. Are. And I

freeze. Smile. Play.

Run away.

Longing so hard I die

in escape.

There you are. There.

In escape I return.

And again I die. I die again.

Again and again.

I die.

And again….

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