Die with me  

eriedragon4 57M
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12/27/2005 12:01 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Die with me

Die With Me
You take off my glasses,
a scented white rosed
blizzard-tunnel excavates
the air between your
burning green and
my brown irises.

My temples touch your
fingers: fragments
of history flash in
holographic projections as
devout hanabi fireworks
over your freckled cry.

Eyes widen as last sighs,
fingers swim synchronized
to place tender cyanide
on tongues that will write
dynamiting tales; hieroglyphs
of souls unite.

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