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With words that preach eternities
And grasp the stars above
Their constellations spell out
My ever dragging emotions
As they cry, scream, shout,
For you to hear my desperation
To hear my neverending list of your perfections;
Your sweet nectars drive me into craving fits,
Because of my heart's ever entertwining perplexions
Pumping chambers and locked metal;
Your soul reaches past my impurities,
And finally, makes my boiling blood settle
(Peurile love stories and
Raging feminine desires)
With a whisp of breath
And matches for a dry mouth;
You calm my tides
Without much thought,
And little to guide
Your swelling fingers;
Locked closely around mine
(Ever changing eyes make enticing lures)
The chance behind my empty eyes,
Is only there to deceive
You look behind my vacant nature
In aspiration to precieve
Lost hopes and sentiment
With optimistic desires to stir
(And piece together)
My long defied epiphanies
You're the rope tied to my gun
From afar you're gently pulling
Slowly increasing its strength
As you're soon to chain my heart;
Ice, metal and all
To spill it free and
At long last, learn in its full entirety
But always back to the beginning we will go
As sweet nectar and boiling blood will flow
To tear my heart to pieces
Whether it be through climax or sheer impurity
I'll change your eyes and forever relieve your insecurity. |
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