Beloved
X-ray rooms, stretchers, charcoal treatments, lungs swelled up with water, oh beloved, I call for you here.
Sunset silhouettes, numb neurons, ever eroding coastlines, oh beloved, I call for you here.
Roaring rivers, my fainted limbs, bodies like air, oh beloved, I call for you here.
And, you ask me, what more would I kill for you beloved?
When the years go by beloved
I shall be a promise.
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