-there the accuse stood, unaware that her beauty had the harmonious reside between our moon and the silver screen allowance, the cover to my body taut, a jaded look in repressed love. Tightly i held to the day, with her wishes, the applauding word’s, a amphitheater to stage the visions of a repressed body, the bleak night air; conducted with a baleful desire of exhaling breath, to the catch of trace, them resolving in a murmurous heart: the looping beat of her loveless desire, of nightfall to love the accentuated freely.

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