Later On…

…feel the break

on arm bones

as explicit here

in the room

as with carotid

beats in the

veins of our…

 

 

Tongues

pulsing and

twitching

within the

grip of our

teeth

 

Tomes of

forgotten

loves

humming

along

the edge

of lore

 

…here I have

written every

moment

just for her

to explore…

 

…whenever she takes

the moment

to scan over

my words…

 

…later on.

 

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