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The Canvas

2026-07-27
Bleed me dry.
Leave me on the canvas,
the essence of myself
expunged and used.

Bewitched and seduced,
I care not if I suffer,
quietly bearable
because of you,

I am bare, beside your desire.
Let my lips kiss your lips.
Let my gaze rest upon the vision,
of your heartful love.

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