Of dreams, of presence, of lucid memory
Cupped into virile palms, waiting to stain a lover's lips
Of pause, of breath, of emotion
Taken thrice into a Pandora's Box heart
Of forget, of regret, of exhaustion
Taken greedily in deeper, deeper...down
Of life, of love, of existence
Of I love you's and I don't's.
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