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I listen with my eyes
I am colored grey to black

black to blues
 ups
and downs

resembling distance
staggered in a beaten rhythm
like memory's dark
rumor

trying to catch a dream
between need and attraction
midnight of desire
enveloped by dreams
beneath the somnolent farewell
of the crescent moon

my lips open to say
"Please forget  my name”

my shadow is my shame

buried deep into my pleas
falling to my knees
beneath this desecrated paradise
I am ambushed

not able to recreate that caressing

by an encountered kiss
I am nefarious

and shattered

go unfold languorous muse

watch
the
clouds gathered swirl
unable to penetrate

the obscure sky