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by Jeph Johnson

Nocturnally innocent
Free from the revealing
Colors of daylight
Her eyes stark and ocean deep
Open wide and suck
Spiral whirlpools of my vision
I gaze, dizzy and drunk,
Stumbling over misplaced passion
Underground I relive
Melancholy memories of my youth
When all of a sudden

Her youth stampedes
Through this recollection
And she's now convicted too
Guilty yet pure