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Just bones
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1.
I’d taste thy lips...
Be they poisoned to enchain my every breath,
I’d taste thy lips...
2.
And on thy lies I’d grow a gait
So eyes would fill with better hope,
For where eyes see and yet I don’t,
The mind is to me of no worth,
Nor is to you.
Drop not a tear for those that feel no blood,
But bones in man
And simply crack
At simple minded questions.
3.
Make pace on white, soft skin
To bury us within,
This perfect space...
4.
And yet,
Without our fate to bind us
We’d feel free…
To grow as trees in gardens,
Tongues on lips,
A freedom we endure…
To bring us peace;
Those foolish rules bring grief of too much doubt
And such we owe to ourselves,
Or such we need.
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