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By it dosent matter Date: 2008 Jul 19 Comment on this Work [[2008.07.19.01.01.13265]] |
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cold copper walls leaking verdigris green crusted shapes thick molten with olden jealousies pitted scares of heartbreak this room built for two labeled if name were needed despair on a couch made of the mold from aged memories would i wish to lay thee bare make such sweet love as upon our flesh agony from missed dreams slowly drips to form rivers swift yet feeling of winters kiss would battle what heat we create as between us the love we make holds the world at bay time ever the callous arbitrator for far too soon would we reach our final acme and here as our bodies cool caught now tween the height of passion depths of wretchedness our love fresh made so very bittersweet |