Poezie
nothing, that is
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the sound of you caressing my jawline
squares
circles
only thoughts bring nipples
out of decency
to light
feel free to speak
in blank verse
against all odds
against clothes
against my body
nothing, that is
flesh bone blood
nothing, that is
whoever you were
join in my irreverency
set that darkness against some light
shed the clothes off
the reality
the dream
hidden in endless words
too many
nothing, that is
show me the way
among ways
bear those dark circles of sleeplessness
bear with me
square me out of darkness
perfection is not ours to hold
ours to break
just cast a shadow
no harm taken
no excuses
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