It starts with the hair flowing in this moonlit rooftop,
And cautiously painted creases on those eyelids shut forcedly
And imagine those colors in your words, comas and full stop.
It goes till your gaze can penetrate, corners and deep lies,
And how do you touch them with wet fingers and lips soaked in sweat
Heartbeats, fake smiles, silence and dried up those sighs.
Come back with flowers, impress with dahlias and kiss not smooch,
Spanish guitar with bread toast and buttered, aah, handful of chocolates
Smile replaced smirk and mono act being new position in bed.
It reaches till the illumination, navel and the slight curve on the end of the hip,
Man standing in the closet became rat and ran over your whole body
Flinching at every breath, so claustrophobic that breaks every single rib.
It ends at the end of his neck, sweet smell of an escape,
A horse ride and you on the back, sobbing, fretting
Coming to the center, blood, heat, bang! And crash.
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