In that horrific silence
- You know I won't be able not to touch you
In that room with your eyes, you laugh
- Ack, I think to myself, did you always look like this? (you did)
Is this a challenge? A sixth language, one of
Sitting and silently feeling for ourselves
Is this peace in the absence of security
Is this my own shape taking form?
- You're just reading into things, and you're writing a book I can't understand
No
- You don't want to but your eyes lie to me. You don't want it to but soon, my fingers are going to break what we have.
No
- You think desire can't kill? This is worse, baby
What are you trying to prove?
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