I remember you
Your incessant
attempt
To make love to
smoky reality
The way you
trembled with the touch of life
Aroused and
bleeding lips
Tired pelvic and
collarbones exposed
With the chaos
that reigned through the days
Desperate tries to
lie down
On bare bodies of
passed seconds
Memories you
forced inside you
Heavy breathing
and cold sweats of days
Maddening whore
love
Made to time.
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