Slumbering within the icy heart of desire.
one soul consumes another
slumbering with the icy heart of desire
in the rain opposite your bus stop
echoing with the shadow of its end
as one gets on the bus leaving the other behind
a tantalizing dance around their quarry’s essence.
their Heads bowed
their lives collide.
the hue of longing
against the ebony canvas of solitude.
The hourglass of tangled desires.
loneliness awakens within, nestled
like molten honey beneath the ruins
euphoria and obliteration and vulnerability
merge into one
sacred fragments
almost like they are not sure
if they will ever see each other again.
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