He sailed forth
Into her skin
Recklessly
The night grows dim
The fields he wrote
In singing throat
To grab her heart
Have all but choked
Invisible, the stars cry out loud
To reach her face
Their brightness lost through her disgrace
The listless waves
Bereaving now
Her limbs made numb by him
She sweated music from every pore
And the four corners of the room bent backwards and begged for more
She sweated music from every pore
And the four corners of the room bent backwards and begged for more
She sweated music from every pore
And the four corners of the world bent backwards in writhing awe
She sweated music from every pore
And the four corners of the world bent backwards in writhing awe
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