coffee's steam

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he coffee's steam smokes up the room
as the sunrise warms up my face and body
a sudden gentle touch counting my ribs
arousingly
inviting me to close my eyes
to fall between these feathery sheets
as white as the heavenly gatest
that i was pulled so bravely in
time does not stand still
for divinity has no need of it
god's angels sing their song
the once excludable thought
makes every hair on my body stand along
which flows together with your touch
into a sequence of affection
into a loop of intimacy
onto infinity
as tender as i turned around
you seemed to have changed your skin
and changed your crown
vigorously looked round about
as your hand slides down my core
the air got thin
i could not make a sound
at a second look i could not keep it in
and screamed out my soul
as i saw a black tail crippling up my skin
realisation of being lured
into this beautiful simulation
one more dead vessel
for an alluring falling angel

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