Non-Erotic Poetrymissing herwith fated breath
i reach and kiss
your tender lips
i flail at nothing
but dead air
searching
for what is not there
the other lover
the flesh cradle
the cold savior
the warm coffin
awaits my lips
why
is it
when the coffin kisses me
i feel your tender lips?
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