what Josie did said?
binding us within
to a circle
of her endless lies
through a chanting
of lullabies,
a dangerous drug
to sing along
through the loudest frays
their demands were not done yet,
the widest rug to cover as we are,
bare as we were
a bleak memory to sip together
with mystique
and rum
her naked plum
hallowed passion ties
electrified bodies
going through disintegration tides
- to where this essence runs and truly abides?
and solemnly
when,
we remember all
the several
afternoons
at her
sisters room
what shall her say
again?
slighter
than happiness
i kissed
her proud thighs
the honey hive,
in the morning
haughty
desires
I drink her love,
like the soul
of a new province
to discover
a new promise
and all her secrets to endow.
all came alight, like bittersweet
goodbyes
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