frozen in the ash scorched eyes i made for you
deafened by the voice of our racing pulse
i was your creation
you were my mourning
nourished in joy and pain
we broke day to the first night
locked into each other's eyes
the stars that meet a beating heart are the lines he follows
the heat of our own bliss
blinded in the moonlight of naked flesh
he is crawling through the valley of my body
to find my breath.
deafened by the voice of our racing pulse
i was your creation
you were my mourning
nourished in joy and pain
we broke day to the first night
locked into each other's eyes
the stars that meet a beating heart are the lines he follows
the heat of our own bliss
blinded in the moonlight of naked flesh
he is crawling through the valley of my body
to find my breath.
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