the possessed

your story on my bed is my story of you in my bed
and almost mine then, and soon
the blurry border of memory billows
were you mine, was your mind mine
and your heart and my kiss what of those
was fictionless dream
might be dreamless day after dreamless day

what a long night, wasted
help me lie
stay a statue
under the unreal waves
lost, let me wander
the undersea ruins of fantasy
to marvel at all my worthless riches



Snow dusted, moon eyed
my angel my angel
Death white longing frozen in your eyes
My every breath my every touch
dissolves the icy filigree 
Do you recoil from my kiss
or melt through my fingers 
Who you are is what we have is what I want is disappearing 
Frozen garden on my lips 
Trying to hold you close while holding back the flame inside while holding you afar

Show me you want my love 
Love like evaporating snow
like evaporating
like evaporating

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