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My Heathcliff Romeo's Ghost
Here we are
Faces in feathers,
Smothered in pleasure...
Dark eyes thief carats of the Sky
Christening the burden of maturity,
with boundless light...
Happy deformity scarred in your smile
Paralyzed with joy I lay,
Fear of the lust that makes haste
Faith,being flaked away
like crusted blood on tile,
A shapeless ashtray...
When around me?
Your body betrays the words you don't say
To your powerless dismay,
Like a snitch
Granted with immunity,
Smug & sated,unabashedly.
SE. P.4.27.18
Faces in feathers,
Smothered in pleasure...
Dark eyes thief carats of the Sky
Christening the burden of maturity,
with boundless light...
Happy deformity scarred in your smile
Paralyzed with joy I lay,
Fear of the lust that makes haste
Faith,being flaked away
like crusted blood on tile,
A shapeless ashtray...
When around me?
Your body betrays the words you don't say
To your powerless dismay,
Like a snitch
Granted with immunity,
Smug & sated,unabashedly.
SE. P.4.27.18
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