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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2354919

Dual poem to Youth

Cold, your breath.

Chilling my bones.

Cradling my breast.

The baby? With me.

Your eyes meet mine.

Hellfire of moon.

Posessed by me.

Restless, I glide.

Dress bloody, wet.

Much like your tears.

Poppies, poppies.

Earth strong, elixir.

Mingling in your cup.

I kiss the thorned crown.

Raw, bruising my tongue.

Raw, your salty brow.

Raw, your corpse.
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