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Beatitudes

I closed my eyes to the pain
and all I saw was beauty
your beauty
caressing the blues away
I gathered ice for the swelling
but certain swelling
I didn't want to go away

there were pills
penetrating from your pupils
staring directly into my sky
now a blushing hue
of scarlet
traipsing the plateaus
of your soul

it was more than mere love
or admiration
intimacy held the door
as other gentlemen sauntered away
I stayed, piercing my friendship
to your bosoms
suckling the nipple
of your beatitudes
laying down in the wisdom
written upon your skin

it was no sin to love you
and it never will
I will bide my time
just on the other side of the darkness
and in the morning
I'll be waking
in the sparkling aura
that is you