Dear Lover
Long, long it's been way way too long
the feel of the cut of your bang
traversing my beating chest
dissapated along with the time
and another
long lonely shower
of pulled back curtains
certainly awaiting your mist
the gist of your lasting kiss
biting down 'pon my lip
swaying, hands upon hips
we trip, we all trip and fall
but rise up and take it all
in, the beauty amid each sin
all saintly deeds, agreed and disagreed
we bleed each other's blood
sipping one by one
hiding from the sun and the stars
oh lover where for art thou now
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