Ouroboros.

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you danced the world
green when you held me
in the eternal circle of
your mouth. My hands
lingered between the hesitation
of your breath, and the blooming

of your eyes, then I tumbled
into the barren darkness.
The world was danced black
and gray, and in my ache
I hunger to be what your
endless eyes will see.

I craved and throbbed
for the quiet devouring
of your mouth, for the eternal
pause between your lips.
But I only found the cavity
of absence, as I fell into the
ligature of solitude.

still I suffer for redemption,
for you to circle me with your
encompassing mouth, until
the emptiness erupts to
dance again the world
blooming in the eternal
circle of your mouth