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...pink sunset creeping into the body of desire

arming the whole - full of clouds -

forbidden sky,

matching me & my soulmate

&my life and your life is life of life;

and you don't lie of death or suicide -

just pink sunset creeping into the body of night

and truth only art could tell,

but desire is creeping into the body...

flesh cutting though the cold,

beeming through the ice of ice

handfull of tenderness

with no mercy to death

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matsko@msn.com