an angel in my sheets passes
I fathom eyes shining
Imbued with a hopeless disarray,
In my heart it rhymes and is fluent, he grabbed
Kidneys possesses me. And secretly I augur
, who could blame me?
That between my thighs he found his pace,
Indefinitely, if I concede.
For who has never dreamed,
To welcome in his flesh the damned idealism?
able to offer him asylum, the rest magnified,
The heart emptied of blood and bile.
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