The emeralds that cut through your eyes
are a pleasant toxicity to my affection.
The depth in your soul
continues to remain unsaid...
The redolence that I breath
could only be from you.
The love that I have, the impatient heart beats again
I could only do that for you....
The moments we have, the cold barrel tucks between
I could only do that for you....
The consciousness between us, the warmth of your hands,
the sting of your touch breaks me again.
Promise to hold you....promise again... I will be yours forever....
Love, preciously kept undead..
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