Your taste is still on my lips
seeing everything you sit
paying the price for your accession
I rinse then spit
watching an old hit
from God’s watch list
it has come to exist
breathing in light
I imagine your eyes
so close to mine
we can see behind
the love comes
forth from the core
poring out the sour
source of all of course
Beauty, you take me on a trip
flying in this mist our lips kiss
death in the midst of the breast
beating out my chest lost in the next
love through the mess
tangled in your best
open-ended feelings send me spinning
through minds defined by the grip on nine
kind signs of the end of time
slowing the slime slipping inside the grind
of the mountainside running back to the sea
as fast as he can without a plan
we stand tall through a guise
keeping a tight hold on her neck
so she maybe can breathe in her sleep
not below my feet I beg and plead
for her to see me
only able to meet in our sleep
one day I'll be with you God
only me and you
girl, we'll be free
to be with each beat
like the moment is fleeting
down the street away from me
so I stay seated
beaten
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