You have once cavernously coveted
to be entwined with my scarred heart,
and tucked our amatory letters
Like a sprouting seedling inclined
to seize the horrid silhouette
of our serpentine streets and epiphany.
When you have laid your soul
— heedful yet unguarded,
And attempt to hagride my light
with your burden;
I have locked my intimacy
with your ambrosia,
And threw our path in the ferocious den.
END.
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