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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