Breeze

There were deaths that seemed a breeze, like ours with the melody of starry freeze; of all the caresses that filled my veins, yours was the calm in my sudden rains, Just as swift as adoration's to depart that my longing gnawed the spirit apart, from moment to moment careening afew and memories meant to fade us from view so as dawnings enter the fresher light, I repine for our skins to find its flight or be quiet to twine against the tempest, to rage with joy then embrace at behest.

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