count the sum of inadmissible parts
between you and i, the envious tension
something shared but unknowable
a hallucination of a memory
when we fuck i try to imagine how it feels for you
to overflow without a sense of drowning
a closed loop of completions
a purpose echoing back in reason
how can i undo myself like you?
silence sublime, an indica trance
i would give anything to live it
belonging where you begun
i watch you cum in repetition
you taste sweeter than i do
yet we remain indistinguishable
imagined as figments tracing heat with the room
i lose all consciousness when you let go
feel the dreams fade through my fingertips
always living in between liminal spaces
waiting for the moment it finally feels like home
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