it was your eyes beneath the moon
the waves in the breeze
the fluid of your clothes
the waltz of your hair
the stars were candlelight
glowing in the chamber
we were enveloped within
this chamber that pulsed
to the sanguine rhythm
of our heated veins
it was your eyes beneath the moon
that lured me into your chest
you caged me there
a prisoner to your desire
as I slumbered to the sound
of your thumping heart
the fading faint percussion
within in my prison cell
it was your eyes beneath the moon
the smoke rolling off your soul
inhaling, suffocating, surrendering
collapsing at the precipice
that echoed your name
shouting it through my bones
I would gladly sip your breath
to relinquish your final rest
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