Lust

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I wasn't as shallow-

for if you were to undress

the light cast by you,

in my eyes, 

you would find your soul-

mingled with mine, 

breaking my chains,

setting me alive- 

you-

swimming through me

like wind through chimes

into my bones, 

out, like chemical inclined 

smoke, from my lips

barely apart. 

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