crunch :

like a parting breath
they drift down, delicate
bones splinter beneath your heel
trees strip themselves
in the sickening dusk
air thick with rot and honey
silent as guilt
the earth, ravenous
consumes the remnants
of the titian traces
which grace mortal sights

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pulse :

delicate streams of light
breaks against your skin, raw,
my beau,
fire rages beneath your veins,
spirit tangled between lust and innocence,
a violent pulse,
salt of your tears
mixes with the taste of the disgruntled earth.

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