Excuse my absence, darling
I do not dare to dance around
[Carefully]
Treading deeper waters without warning or sound
I feel as though my heart has left me
Gone in the wrong direction
No, not with you
But without:
Brittle bones.
Honest tones
Confused moans
Lust or love
Whatever you want to entitle
Let us live it out
For a moment without speaking
Molds the dagger
Sharper
Push it in deeper
For now, however…
The more love, the better
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