feed on the dust
of my soul, if there is one.
Swallow me whole
in your fire
while I fly
with the wings taken from you
to a little death
which feels like resurrection.
the sound of a new prayer
where I am as divine as you.
02/01/2017
My beautiful muse, my brightest dream. My shyest excuse, my sweetest sin! Be it a man's heart in a dinner knife or all the diamond and...
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