between a bleeding novena
I buried our june waltz
those nights I slept-walked
through your ichor reverie
in the wanton embouchures
you float upon i dipped my syariah
in your bombarded harbor
handing you a feathered anchor
pinpointing the pyrrhic parallax
in your bourgeoisie pyrrha
as the supernal tumblers
catch the clinked hiccup
emblazoning us as a commingled glitch floating as a saccharine wraith
bending as a satin symphony
stagnant in the balance
hung as textured crystals
in the misty tourbillon of a floating kiss.
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