3am, like clockwork.
Nicotine stains, ruffled sheets and desires.
The silken veil drapes around misread memories.
The breath in my ear, the soft growl of an unsaid soliloquy.
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Lovelets, left to trace my bones.
Trinkets of lost moments, unfurled into my skin.
Life drawn through parted lips,
Whispering names, faded, a symphony.
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Hushed amour, a forbidden indulgence.
Stealing unwritten stories, from diamond lined eyes.
Tresses for miles, an invisible line,
Evanescence, yearning, the only ardour.
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Moonshine, on my tongue.
Intoxication, the redolance at your neck.
Naked remnants of strings unplayed,
Anticipation, a thirst for rancour.
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Exist tonight, trace me down.
Disappear, like petrichor, a mythical night.
Waking up, with mere words for souvenirs,
I pen you in, azure ink and dreams denied.
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