it is in these quiet pockets of sweetness/when you...draw me inside circle under your chin that i...remember why i keep you close...you.../lover of my soul...you... peace keeper.../you garnish my...darkest thoughts with...slivers of your.../sweet affection...you/bring to resurrection.../image of how your brown ribbed palm covers...nape of my neck...and them some.../whiskers caress my ear as whispers fill the air...and you/tell me how you adore me.../and through haze of morbid wondering.../through phase of sharp rebirth...you remind me again...to remember to love.../as hard as you love me.../to breathe life to my own breast....to...marshal senses that bring me to place of my senseless passion.../call my pleasure to attention.../to remember you....and how your love is better than life.
...i remember you.
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