Would you pull the shade
Remove the light
Blur our imperfection
Kick me
Bitch slap my butch notion
Our infatuation
Around you I hang
On every space
Between your delicate words
Our mortality, this is
Pleasing
Between your deleted words
Our morality, is this
Pleasing
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