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Click hereBe My valentine, the cry rent the night sky
and why two hearts are one
not sundered
two lives are lived
not existed
The barren peaks ground into pools of slaughter
what dies?
not the emotions,
not the stars,
those quirky swirls of her limpid lies:
Lies? Who's lies
those words ringing on His ears,
hers
and all who listened
Peals of tympanic membranes
why is the heart so dear
why did the shadow follow
who is more jealous?
the night
cause it made the eyelids clasp the eyes in sweet surrender,
or the breath:
whose breeze wafted across heated lips
teeth gleamed and struck crimson.....
Deep went the night shades and rest the unspoken
He trilled and she twirled.
Two tympanic notes strummed on the liquid night air
wafted to the ether
That cry ever resounding
when will the M100 cluster hear that song
pillars in creation Forever rent