Fuse

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I clutch the intimation

Of your smile between my teeth

The final bastion crumbling

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Words are bitter

The discarded rinds

Of a titivated heart

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Let’s not speak

As if strangers

Let’s kiss and collapse

As if every moment

Were indelible

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My soul flits

Between spine and navel

A dissident moth

Hunting euphoria

In darkness

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I want to burn with you

Like an exposed wound

Jagged and irrefutable

My name deepening

With every exhale

A mantra carved

In flesh and sinew

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