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Lolinthea
she moves like scarlet oceans
blooming forth into sly july
smiles like fine jewelery
this is the edge of despair
a dozen words and a dozen sharp objects
slugs to salt, criminal to fault
sitting alone with yourself
you know the anxiety in appetite
her forward dancing me into trap doors
cutting myself on pieces of her allure
symmetry like lions in cool water
don't open this gift yet
the law the binds romance in night skies
trembling in the dark for this image
create me to destroy what's left of you
fragility in slow motion falling faster
shelter my despotic occurence
no meat for the open mouths
like clouds hanging over our embrace
just swallow me then
I've felt her once and never enough
