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Raw

2025-07-07
When we butterfly,
in my heart,
I vaporize into daytime,
and lighter miracle.

So bright, you are the blanket,
around my naked form,
and we fall, under a topaz sky,
so ripe.

We fall from far above,
like fixed sight in eyes.
And our mouths, our tongues inside,
with pleasure, we eat raw our love.

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