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the reality of sunshine
my senses arouse in the quiet fury
over brooding bruises and blood
I seek your desire when it is too cold to touch you there
my darkness stirs and wants you in the cruel torment
I met you there in days past
when I was too mad to see or know your voice
I felt you and understood your calm in the infernal silence
it deafened me to any other voice
I recognized yours and I came back to the reality of me
I don't know why I love a man like you
you pull from my touch
and I burn where your hand brushed against mine
I would seek your touch in the fire allowing it to consume me
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