For once I ask to embrace a memory
her past is shaken and mine broken
whistling
the sex is relentless, always reminded of
the limitlessness spring, and the smash
my eyes are open in my memory of them
my lovers her friend
sinning
my sex is suspended, no potential
scared of the sacrifice, the sacred heart
my thought is open to the reflection of time
my lies her cries
loving
sex is so shining, no diffusing it down
the pain of it unreal, makes us zest
I no longer hold her, just consume her devotion
no lover no friends
brooding
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