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What's About To Come

your red dawn rubs against my gentry  
and I'm alive
awoken
from the malbec of night  
 
drifting  
i swim into your catacombs  
frosted in light  
my backdrop  
your nook  
as I suck on the virtues of life  
 
what i feel  
is that you're open  
to hold  
me, a tin can  
relentless, receptacle  
kicked around  
and down  
 
a bosom of need  
followed  
 
your hunger  
my greed  
 
bubbling blood  
sweeping inside  
more than urges  
 
blessed  
moments to come  
succumbing to an utter whirlwind  
 
we blow  
breath sliding slowly into one another  
staring off into the stars  
the future  
 
we don't blink  
we are no longer blind  
 
my hands rub  
against an ass of a lifetime  
oblivious  
to the past  
or what's about to come  
 
my eyes look closely  
and kiss you deep  
etching a memory  
longingly  
forever in my mind  
 
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