We come to flesh
You and I
In this, the Gathering of Desire
Under cover of prussian blue.
The velvet sky
Bemoans all that we have gone without
But now find in the other.
We come to flesh
You and I
As these, my supplicant folds do crease
Lubricious with ache and moan.
The fawning moonlight
Sips our secrets until drunk without end
Again and again we die upon the other.
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