Tense wings that fill and point thereafter
Honest thought crept and shifted a gust
Heavens guilt poised a subtle slumber
Hot shifts, cold sweats, and lowly laughter
Tinged toes slip against brittle rust
Tense wings that fill and point thereafter
Molded pieces mangled charred clipper
Enchanting lulled words an aching must
Heavens guilt poised a subtle slumber
Tight buttons bulge rueful sly banter
Tongue drips, eyes dry at wistful late lust
Tense wings that fill and point thereafter
Cemented arms reach for disaster
Busy minds pull and tug at the cusp
Heavens guilt poised a subtle slumber
The artful cuts that clean your clutter
Blind to your waste at your constant dusk
Tense wings that fill and point thereafter
Heavens guilt poised a subtle slumber
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