no exaggerations, no insinuations,
just the pure, unchanged
shadow each breath you take
creates, casting silhouette
on a shameless gaze
where upon touching the
breadth of your soul and
your skin permits this
delirious heart to think
it is the cause, or at least
the answer, then we both
shall lose the mystique
and forge the unforgiving,
metallic stigma of separation.
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